"Don't call me that!" With a flailing sweep of his arm, he knocks Ren flying. "I'll never be Goro Akechi again! You took my name! You took my face, my body, and made them into a toy! This is all I'll ever be, and I can't even die to escape it!"

He sits on his haunches, coat draped around him, watching Ren with hate-filled eyes. A trace of calm returns to him, even of calculation. "So you got what you wanted, I guess."