The asset has no idea what being gaslit means. He maybe stares a little. On the whole, though, it's not... incorrect. He thinks. It's possible it's completely wrong, too, because he just doesn't know. "I have forty-two hours' worth of memories," he says after a moment, voice completely uninflected, as if this is normal. If feels normal. "So I don't know what they did or didn't do."

Though like Five, he can infer. They hurt him. They wiped him. They drugged him. And they made him fight someone who claimed to be his friend. None of those are objectively things related to freedom.