I also created a plan to enslave the world so that I'd draw their focus. That they'd hate me and come together to defeat me. Those lies? I created them. I made an image of myself that is not true to who I am. People were lead to believe the motivations that I had conjured up instead of realizing my true goals and the reasons behind them.

[ Despite her anger and rage, Lelouch doesn't look at her. All in all, he is saying that it's easy for him to spin a story. Black and white remember? It's easier to deal with things like that than to fuss around with grey areas. ]

Does it really change anything? Would knowing the actual details of that day make the pain go away or make it more bearable? [ A pause. Then he breathes, one hand reaching over to hold his arm still. He's shaking. ] I am still responsible, regardless of what you choose to believe.

[ Lelouch finally looks up at her. But it isn't spiteful. It isn't filled with arrogance or ego. There's a bit of defiance there. Asking her to challenge him on it. ]

So pick whichever one you want. You're the only one that I've ever admitted the truth to, but if you are so determined to not hear it, then why ask me why? Maybe the better question to ask me is why did I lie in the first place?