I believe you. [There are worries lurking, wondering if he'll be around long enough to do so. But it's silly to think of those. It's just not possible to fret when he says it.] And maybe I'll be able to tell you yours sometime.

[She straightens up with a more serious look, though.] There are... some things you need to know. But if I tell you and you start to feel dizzy or achey--anything like that at all--tell me right away. Okay?