[Lelouch looks around his badly battered house, and groans.]

- Well, it could have been worse, I suppose...Though it's hard to imagine how, really!

[He says, jokingly, and then turns to the older Nunnally, thinking.]

...Say, Lady Luna, Binx, Nunnally...

[And then he looks at Emily the ghost, looking somewhat puzzled, and gives her a small nod, too.]

...And whoever the ghost lady is...

[She looks back at him, and sighs a bit.]

(My name is Emily Binx, sir.)

[Lelouch's eyebrows rise when he hears that, and he turns toward Binx.]

...Is she...somebody you know, Binx?

[He whispers, coughing a little on the dust.]