[He huffs. It's frustrating to know that she would so easily make those assumptions... and even more so that, in her place, he's fairly certain he would do the same.

He is silent for a moment, before he decides, with a sigh, to drop the bomb:] His name is Ghetsis Harmonia, correct? You have likely seen my Xtransceiver's label-- maybe you see it now, as I speak. My name is N Harmonia. [And he'll just let her figure that out. He doesn't want to say it out loud; Ghetsis is not his father, after all.]

... I do not care for keeping enemies. [Though he unfortunately seems to have a penchant for just that.] If you wish to speak to me further, do not look for me. I have... transformed. Perhaps you have as well?