[Rean is quiet for a moment when she tells him that, but he doesn't move his hand from hers.

When he finally does react, it's with a laugh under his breath and a sad little smile.]

...Honestly, Raina.

After everything I've done? I think it'd hurt me more to know that you did trust me.

[And there's his honesty, raw and open. What's the point in hiding how much of a crushing disappointment he is from her, when she's so terrified of him? She ought to know they're on even ground— no, that no matter what, she's still above him.]

What have I done these past few years to earn your trust? All I've done is run away to another city, cut the people who cared for me no matter what out of my life, and wound up in the middle of this mess with Retrospec. It's been two years, and I can't even say I'm any closer to picking a major.

So, really. It's good that you don't trust me – it just means you still have the head on your shoulders I always knew you did.

[Rean. Rean, how can you miss the point so completely?]