[Envy nods absently to the first statement, preoccupied with his thoughts. And he does tense slightly at the question, his first instinct always being to lie, to hide his secrets. But everything's already come out not long ago in that ballroom. And it's France doing the asking.]

Hohenheim of Light.

My creator, and my bastard of a father too. [When he says that, there's a tone of old, old bitterness and anger and hurt in his voice. But he doesn't look averse to continuing to answer questions if they're asked, even if he still hasn't looked up.] My master said she'd already killed him, but I found out he was still alive across the Gate. So I went in after him.