[Junpei goes quiet, as if he has to think about the answer. If Angel wanted an enthusiastic "Of course!" it's not coming, and that may be answer enough. But he doesn't break eye contact, either, and his gaze is steady.]
You can trust... that I'm who I say I am. That everything I've told you is the truth about me.
['I'm not sticking my neck out for any of you.' He's serious about that. And:]
You should trust that I want to get out of here more than anyone else here.
[Junpei sounds earnest when he says that, too, like he doesn't think it's hyperbole. He wants out more than anyone. And that might be enough of an answer, too, but he goes on with the same matter-of-fact honesty:]
And trust that I don't trust rule seven worth a damn. That's what you can trust about me, Angel. I'm bitter, selfish, and would sell my own soul to Satan for one corn chip, but I'm not stupid.
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You can trust... that I'm who I say I am. That everything I've told you is the truth about me.
['I'm not sticking my neck out for any of you.' He's serious about that. And:]
You should trust that I want to get out of here more than anyone else here.
[Junpei sounds earnest when he says that, too, like he doesn't think it's hyperbole. He wants out more than anyone. And that might be enough of an answer, too, but he goes on with the same matter-of-fact honesty:]
And trust that I don't trust rule seven worth a damn. That's what you can trust about me, Angel. I'm bitter, selfish, and would sell my own soul to Satan for one corn chip, but I'm not stupid.