It's not as if I enjoyed doing it, but I needed an answer. I can't just--This isn't something you can ask publicly. But I couldn't exactly trust anything he said, including giving me you--

It didn't sound like anything you'd consent to.

[ "Minion." Christ.

But Charles pauses; if this is the right time for trust--and he thinks it might be--he's not going to be the man that lies to get what he wants. ]

Look, it's--back home, this is easier. I didn't have to wonder what people thought or felt, I just knew. I don't have any of that anymore and I--

It's...difficult to know what I can trust and what I can't.