"You could say the beauty lies in the eye of beholder," he answers with a straight face- his eyes obviously focused on him and occasionally drifting off to make note of the lighting he just used here.

He did take a good look at all of the codenames here so while his codename itself doesn't really work as one; he doesn't know what else would work in its stead. He isn't a demon, a vampire or a living robot- he's just someone.

"Someone special," he hears him say. "We are special, Kurusu-kun."

Kira-san isn't a term he was ready with, now placing a hand on his chest as he shakes his head. He didn't think he would have been put this far into the stranger-danger zone but ah well.

"...I have been sensing a pattern with the ones I have met here so far." He begins, recounting his interaction with Cybermask and Falcon. "...nevermind that it's just- have you been alright since you arrived here?" he asks slowly, a bit unsure on how to approach someone who has clearly filled some agenda in Igor's eyes like he did. Someone impressionable. Someone cursed or blessed with a fate beyond their reach.