Oh cease your useless pretensions, you irritating knot of scams and lies.

You will not "allow" me to be recognized? Must I remind every last entity on this world that [i]Civelia has never met me in the first place?[/i]

If it is possible for her, or indeed for anyone, to mistake me in disguise for someone else pretending to [i]be[/i] me (and not particularly well at that!) then it only through whatever machinations you have already worked against me. Your mercy is as false as your barking. 

I will neither thank you or cower before you. Come within reach and find out how much a mask is really worth, I dare you.

"I have had enough."

Enough of this party. Enough of this case. Enough of being lead around on pointless chases and being forced to invent my own conclusions out of raw materials. Enough of pretending I have a heart which I can give to anyone, or to have stolen away from me. 

I will not discard this disguise, for the sake of Mayzie's pride. Her craftsmanship is impeccable and it all fits so well that she has clearly taken measurements without my knowledge. A heart is not a prerequisite for kindness. But I am turning my back on this entire rotten show. 

"If there is any value to anything here, then prove it."

I am leaving. Stop me if you dare.