[Too late, Saya questions her wisdom in pursuing this. She and Tear don't, have never, had the sort of relationship where tensions are low enough to drop all pretense of hostility. She's feeling the results and regret of all that posturing now.]
[But this is for Hei, the man who gives her everything. And beyond that, it's the right thing. Saya puts her hands behind her back so her blue wristband, the match of Hei's, isn't visible.]
I know how it feels when he hides things. [Saya's gotten used to it, and has no right to throw stones, but that doesn't mean she likes it.] I don't even think he wants to, sometimes, but it's... habit, maybe.
He wouldn't have told you the truth if he didn't like you. And trust you.