You're not acting, Treize had said. This is not an act; it is a life, full of life's insecurities and chances and normalcies. I don't think you're going to ever have the chance to drop in and out of character, unless you'd like them all to peg you as insane - and at the end of the day I presume that you'll be better off with everyone liking you as opposed to questioning your state of mind. Let them pry at that and then they'll pry your mask off.

Zechs was grateful for the reminder, as he was for most things delivered by Treize: ironically grateful. Take a break, have a rest, go on leave. His calendar returned Zechs stare with equanimity. Get away for a while, as though he had somewhere else to go instead of someone else to be.

Well. Very well.

Zechs filed the appropriate papers, took his allotted block leave, strode down Oz's main facility, and watched everyone salute and then grin.

'Hot date, sir?' one of his men asked.

'What do you think?' Zechs returned, and headed to the hangers to find Otto, and something to fly.
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