I know what you're capable of. But that's not..

[She frowns, sighs as she tilts her head. She's trying not to give away too much; less out of a desire to be deceptive and more that neither of their stories are good. Not the sort of thing you share. But given her own origins, the idea of second chances has a particular weight.]

I just don't like to believe that's all that matters. You haven't hurt me. So I still want to help you, if you'll allow me to.