I would like to think that goes with anything we ask each other.

( In a strange turn of events, that they are both mistrusting allows them a measure of trust with each other in turn, if only for this unspoken understanding. She respects there are parts of himself he is not willing to give. Especially in worlds like this one, where they must be on guard. )

I suppose it's not a question, really. At least, not entirely. We just never spoke of it. There was never time. It felt odd to not acknowledge that I saw you. ( That she knows why he wears the mask that he does. )