I'm not [...] like you, I guess. I can't just get past it quickly no matter how much I want what's on the other side. It's not like I don't want to be friends with you, Alicia. I just don't know how it would work. You're talking about trusting me and counting on me and everything else but like, counting on me to do what? Not turning you over to Death Eaters, sure, like that's obviously a bare minimum but what else? I'm not going to start spying on them or helping the Order or anything. And I can't even guarantee I won't screw up and give something away or, you know, have the choice taken away from me.