He looks up to her face as she touches his. Her answer makes his brows knot further as a sort of helplessness ties up his guts. His suspicion and doubt roars away, leaving him to scramble as he tries to justify its existence. He doesn't know what will happen if he can't. His eyes dart back down.

"What if he is lying? What if it is a trick? I need something I can do. Some leverage or..." Something. What has he planned like this in the past? Nothing. He's always trusted to thoughtlessly. He didn't put his faith in people but he always underestimated how things could get so much worse. He can never quite imagine the worst case.

He mutters lower, "I wish he hadn't said anything. I could just call associating with him a mistake and be done with it."