[ Sometimes, there are lies he doesn't like telling, even if they're told with the best of intentions. Sometimes, there are people he doesn't like lying to, even if it's a white lie that he tells to protect himself.

... Lucia is one of those people, he realizes, but he can't open up. Not now. Maybe not ever. But he smiles all the same, a small thing that's no less genuine. ]

It seems our inexperience has canceled each other out. [ He chuckles. ] But please no, if I can do anything to make you more comfortable or at ease, don't hesitate to tell me. You'll find it's quite difficult to offend me.