I'm not asking you idly. I'd be honest with you.

But I'd do so under the understanding that you can reciprocate at least a modicum of discretion.

[ His stare went unbroken, unblinking. By some trick of the light, or his posture, he even seemed taller, somehow. Dark eyes glinting and cold, like black river stones freshly pulled from a snowmelt stream, all the heavy weight of his full attention on the pale man before him. He did not breathe. ]