[By now, the boy has already had several people mistake him for this other man or his older self or whatever Schuldig is supposed to be, and he simply sighs.] My name's Keane.

[He studies Farfarello with an air of mild interest, along with some asperity.] I don't know what you're hiding from me, but it won't work. And if it's about Schuldig, I've met other people who knew him already.