And here I have to pause and wonder: how much do I really trust you?

[He trusts her a hell of a lot — way more than he should — but as far as this is concerned...]

We get each other, right? Cut from the same cloth, blah blah? Because — if we were in opposite positions right now and you were about to unload this kind of personal information on me, I know I'd be filing it away for potential later use. I can't really take that risk right now. Not with this.