"Right. Eventually," he says, clearly not convinced.
He huffs a litle, clearly thinking these excuses were thin. "I can, I'll just make an ID for it. If I didn't trust you at all well...I'd have you in cuffs and would've sent you to the police a long time ago, I'd never have..." He looks away frustrated. Didn't she get it? Just because she didn't know his name didn't mean he didn't trust her. "As for trust, it's clear you don't trust me as much as I thought. Otherwise you would have told me something and let me help. I clearly overestimated that." It's rather obvious now how hurt he is and he's not doing a good job at covering it up anymore.
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