[He watches her for a long few moments, then glances away.]

I don't trust anyone, all right? Especially not some brat who can't even fight for herself anymore.

[That's right, of course. He's spent his whole life avoiding trusting anyone (except her, and look where it got him). That's . . . of course that's right. So why does it irritate him? Like he's said it wrong, or that he's missing something . . .

Whatever.]

But . . . if that whole bullshit really is true, I'm not gonna leave you to die. So just stick close and don't get in my way, and we'll get out of this.