[ There's a sudden uncertainty to Napoleon's expression at that, as if he's not sure about what he's going to say. He's still trying to process it, even a few days later. ]

I found out that they're clones, too. And by some twisted fate, the one I ran into was a slightly older version of me with black hair. We fought, but he pretty much kicked my ass. [ He raises that off-screen hand to his nose, remembering the blood. ] Stabbed me in the leg with my own sword.