I know six weeks isn't a long time, but with the people we have left, and Queenie's the only one that doesn't like you? Unless PAL does some more drastic fuckery, we want to see you out of here as much as the rest.

You can trust me. Your brother was a dick, even if he was influenced by your bitchy fickle gods, but you can trust me.

...It's a lot to ask. I know. I get--I get a fraction of how stupid and impossible that sounds. Six weeks verses a life growing up together. You never thought he'd do that to you. I'm not gonna ask if you trust me, but I'm just saying...you can.