Spoilers for the end of the first season.

"C.C! Come out and face me!"

The green haired woman looked up, quirking an eyebrow. "I wasn't exactly hiding." She spoke, as Kallen stormed into the room. "Also, why are you being so loud all of a sudden? You've been silent for the past hour."

"I want answers, C.C!"

"Mmm. Doesn't everyone?"

Kallen almost seemed to growl, walking over so that she was right in front of C.C. before speaking again. "I want answers, C.C." She repeated. "You've known all along who Zero is."

"Well, then maybe it's best that you close the door." C.C. replied after a moment, nodding towards the open doorway and not in the least bit perturbed by Kallen's closeness. "Then, I guess that we can talk."

Kallen paused a moment, as if searching C.C's face to determine whether or not she was serious. She seemed satisfied with what she saw, even though C.C. was positive her expression hadn't changed, because she moved over and closed the door.

"I saw Lelouch, C.C." Kallen began, leaning her back against the door. "All this time, it's really been him?"

"Yes."

"So that's why he only trusted you to know his face. But, what reason could Lelouch have for wanting to take down Britannia?"

C.C. smiled at the girl, crossing her arms. "Does it matter so much, what his motives are? And anyway, what does this mean that you'll do now? Can you go on in the Black Knights knowing your leader is himself a Britannian?"

Kallen paused a long moment, before speaking once more. "It may be, that Lelouch isn't Japanese, but he did a lot of good things for us that we wouldn't have been able to accomplish otherwise. But," Kallen looked over at C.C. now, a worried expression on her face. "How are we supposed to do anything? Almost everyone's been captured, and now we don't have Zero to-"

"What, are you so dependent on Lelouch that you don't think you can accomplish anything of value without him around? Surely you can scrounge some sort of team up to do something in the mean time."

"And what about you, C.C? What will you do?"

She smiled, leaning back into the couch's cushion. "I suppose it couldn't hurt to stick around. Provided that I get pizza whenever I need it, of course."

"I guess…that that's doable."

"Good." C.C. nodded, satisfied with the bargain. "Then I will help."