"I have to say..." Wizet's voice carried a hint of approval. "Mr. Bonanno, you were quite immersed in your performance."
He leaned forward slightly and stared into Joseph Bonanno's eyes. "When I made contact with your eyes, I could indeed feel the sincerity within them."
"But before Legilimency, that superficial 'sincerity' was meaningless. I could see what lay hidden behind that false 'sincerity'... the more interesting things."
Joseph Bonanno's eyes flickered. Perhaps because Wizet had exposed his disguise, when he looked into Wizet's eyes now, all he could feel was coldness.
He panted heavily, wanting to avoid Wizet's icy gaze. Yet the convictions buried deepest in his heart left him conflicted, and he did not choose to close his eyes.
"Feeling conflicted, aren't you?" Wizet said. "There are still things you want to hold on to. You don't want to lose to me, do you?"
"So what if I don't?" Joseph Bonanno stubbornly kept his eyes open, maintaining eye contact with Wizet.
"Do you really think... using some... Legilimency... to see through my thoughts is such an impressive thing?"
"All I can say is that young people are still too young! Other than seeing through my thoughts, what else can you do? My understanding of magic is far greater than you imagine!"
Wizet asked with interest, "Oh? Is that so?"
"I know..." Joseph Bonanno forced out a smile. His voice calmed, becoming soft-spoken once more.
"You're with MACUSA, so no matter how much you hurt me, you still have limits. Like this magic you cast on me..."
"I don't know what this magic is called, but I can guess what it does... As long as I don't scream and shout, I can ease the pain. Is that right?"
"Yes, you guessed exactly right..." Wizet nodded. "It seems to have achieved