He let himself be pulled closer, relaxing a little. "A version of me." He said quietly. Because it wasn't him. He had no memory of it.

But then again he had no memory of many of the terrible things he had done in his life, thus was the nature of the Geass. Which was probably why this was so difficult, hard to dismiss it as just another him when it felt so similar.

"I should have checked on you earlier." Another thing he felt guilt about.