[He does catch it, even half-expects it. He had guessed that there were things she might not want to talk about, and while he could think of all sorts of questions... He doesn't want her to be uncomfortable. So instead of answering right away, he's silent for a moment before he lightly strokes her arms.]

It doesn't really matter—whatever you've done, I've accepted it. I only care about what I see with my own eyes.

[It's not like he has a shining record, having done questionable things and had an attitude that no one would have liked in his past. He's also encountered and dealt with individuals with unsavory pasts, even became friends with a hated enemy. Whatever's on her rap sheet, he can take it.]

But I am curious about what you were doing before you were taken to Avalon. About the your friends, what your life was like.