['gentle' is not a word he'd used to describe someone prepared to end a friendship over a few bits of mistimed criticism. nevertheless her honesty is humbling, as is the trust she places in him. his mouth twists again, wryly.]

It's a long way from trusting someone won't go and stab you to trusting them with the rest of it.

[trusting them to do the right thing, and the smart thing--not to hurt you accidentally, or get themselves killed. to be there, to take care of themselves, to consider your feelings. there are few people jon trusts like that. perhaps that's unfair of him.]

I will try to trust you in all things, as I trust my sister.

[that trust did not merely come of shared blood and childhood memories but was earned several times over, on several worlds, in dreams. but there will be time. and perhaps dreams. he sighs.]

I'm ordering food. Is there anything you want to eat?

[scrolling future seamless now. he hasn't eaten in hours.]