[ The princess is asking her that, huh? She thumbs her page in the book she's reading, softly closing it. She considers that for a moment, her eyes really not looking at Estelle as much as at the wall opposite. ]

To begin with, you and I both have unique situations, right? I've got good reason not to trust anyone - one you share - but you've similarly got good reason to trust one person.

[ That's not the answer she should give. But. ]