The answer is enough to make even Palamedes aware that their conversation has taken a turn--that maybe it had, ages ago, without him realizing. For a long moment he just looks at her over his mug of tea, his expression searching but gentle. "The whole true everything of you? I very much doubt that. Do we all see each other differently, the more we know of one another? Yes. But I don't think I'd like you less."

He sets down his mug and props his chin on his hands. "But like I said, 'truth over solace in lies' isn't about spilling your guts if don't want to. It's a philosophy, and like all philosophies, it's much neater in theory than in practice. Hell, there's things I haven't told you about myself because I worry what you'd think." He makes this confession straightforwardly enough, those it causes him to flush faintly. While he's sure Marianne has figured out that something terrible happened to him immediately before he arrived in Darrow, he has never laid it all out in any kind of detail.

"But I'm here to listen to any truths you wish to share about yourself, if that is what you'd like."