Krem thought, face soft and quiet, a long moment. After a while he stretched his legs out a bit. His toes brushed her leg, on the opposite side of him, and he smiled a little bit.

"I don't keep a lot of secrets," he said with a little shrug. "I'll keep things, sometimes, until the right time to tell them. But I don't like to hold onto things entirely. It's hurt too many people--especially me."

But he smiled softly. "But that's alright if that means you don't want to tell me something."