He cannot. There is no force in the world, not booze or any drug, that can get him to be honest with Eponine in 'public'. Should his past as a gamemaker, or even as a man who kidnapped innocent people for his own gain, be made known to the audience, well... Without a doubt, no Tribute would come to trust him again, and he would lose Eponine, too.
And so Sigma is dishonest, looking to the ceiling to avoid lying to Eponine's face. The details are left out to spare himself remembering them. "She left me and I raised a child with another woman, a very close friend of mine." He cannot tell Eponine he gave life to his own son simply to raise him as a participant for his game, nor can he explain to her what a 'clone' is. He tells himself it was to spare her the explanation, but in truth, he was terrified she might think of his boy as sub-human. "...The human race was dying off, after all," he substitutes weakly.
There's a long pause as he considers what to say next. His long life, trapped inside Rhizome-9, was not a particularly exciting one without the death games he played. He acts as though that is the end; and the three of them lived happily ever after... "Eponine, there is something I want you to see." The wound is still fresh on his heart and it pains him to recall Kyle's face, his own face, and so Sigma tries to share the burden. "...I actually still possess a photograph of my son," he says cryptically. "When we get out of here, I would like very much to show you. I think the two of you would have made fast friends."
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And so Sigma is dishonest, looking to the ceiling to avoid lying to Eponine's face. The details are left out to spare himself remembering them. "She left me and I raised a child with another woman, a very close friend of mine." He cannot tell Eponine he gave life to his own son simply to raise him as a participant for his game, nor can he explain to her what a 'clone' is. He tells himself it was to spare her the explanation, but in truth, he was terrified she might think of his boy as sub-human. "...The human race was dying off, after all," he substitutes weakly.
There's a long pause as he considers what to say next. His long life, trapped inside Rhizome-9, was not a particularly exciting one without the death games he played. He acts as though that is the end; and the three of them lived happily ever after... "Eponine, there is something I want you to see." The wound is still fresh on his heart and it pains him to recall Kyle's face, his own face, and so Sigma tries to share the burden. "...I actually still possess a photograph of my son," he says cryptically. "When we get out of here, I would like very much to show you. I think the two of you would have made fast friends."