He stared at her for a moment. "You want to trust people." Well, he did, too, but he'd learned over his short life that it was impossible. And often downright stupid. He trusted Agatha. And... and maybe Gil. And Violetta, because his cousin knew what was good for her. Unlike the rest of them... He shook his head slightly, burying his worry for the moment. He couldn't help the situation at home, not from here. "That's a bit... optimistic," he said diplomatically.
"I certainly wouldn't mind." He pushed back a flash of paranoia that she was only being so naive to fool him so she could poison him with this stuff. She had only just met him. And there was no way his family could have gotten an assassin onto this ship... He was almost sure of that.