Fine! Is that what you want? Ask me anything. Anything at all, from now until... until one or both of us leave here.
[ Honesty isn't that hard for him, but openness is. His private life is private even for his closest friends. Offering this makes his stomach twist with anxiety, buffing up against the raging anger in his chest. ]
You'll be able to tell if I'm lying, right? So ask me.