Ah, those. Just our luck, I suppose. [Lockon looked down, wondering if he and his brother would have reconnected, as they had, if not for that effect. It was a troubling idea.]
[He thought of Cornelia's words to him, and of Anya's warning. Could he really trust her? After all, any of of them could be influenced by Lelouch already, and if Anya's words were true, he wouldn't know, and neither would they. But he couldn't believe that...] I'm glad I can count on you, Euphie.