[ . . . maybe it's something that she only thinks about then - that only she expects. she glances back down to the ground for a moment and. if he's bothered to be honest with her, then maybe she ought to return the favor. is that fair?]

... I don't know about a lot of things still, and I'm not good with people. Every time I tried to understand more about the world, or help, I would be locked in my room. I thought for a long time that other people would just try to use me as a pawn, or only cared about my political position.

I only have one friend... and I believe in her more than anyone, because she reached her hand out to me... but because I thought that's what friends do.

[she glances off to the side]

I can't really tell if that's the case anymore. I don't want to think I misunderstood.

[but maybe she did]