I believe you. [He's good at keeping secrets? That doesn't really surprise her. Does he have many people to share them with, in the first place? It's the same for Ninety-Nine. All of her secrets are Hella's secrets, too, but no one else needs to hear them. That was true when it was just the two of them, and it's true now even when they're surrounded by others.]

But it might not need to be secret if it never comes true.

[She empties her arm of the dented weapon she's carrying, staying on the defensive even in the middle of this peaceful walk. Forming a bowl with her hands, she waits for one of the bugs to come lower in the air, then makes a too-fast attempt to close the lips formed by her thumbs around it.

Huff. Tiny, exasperated, but with the threat of anger coiling up behind it. This shouldn't be as hard as it is. The bugs are so slow and she could swat them all out of the sky in seconds, but she doesn't. But they're just bugs. Bugs are so easy to kill.]

Do you have a lot? Too many secrets can be dangerous.