The very idea that any country would have the tech to take away scar tissue earns a scoff. But he still shakes his head. The punishments would always be a reminder.

"You're already offering the impossible. So no, I don't want to talk about something like that, okay?"

Because he needs to sit in the world of reality. The more impossible things that Squall is offering, the more unreal all of this is. The more of an illusion. A delusion. The other sort of punishment he was often given.