[X grins back.] Oh, yes. Very beautiful, when he wanted to be.

[X, of course, is not biased in the least.]

But unlucky. He was -- pursuing something, and it took him a really long time to get anywhere in finding it. Like the whole world was against him. Then, one day, he had a dream, and in his dream, he met a man who'd lost everything and could help him find what he was looking for. That man was called...

[... damn. Giving up one's name was no picnic. The next thing X says is, helplessly, humorously:] ... X. Pretend that's an alias.