A noise of acknowledgement was given, part of him wanted to bitterly tell her at least she wasn't betrayed by the people she loved most, but he was starting to feel like a corrupted mp3 skipping.

"If you want... We clearly have time, I wont breath a word of it if you want to get it off your chest." He spoke not bothering to try and sound concerned, just the same tone. He wanted to know for his theory more than for her mental health. His eyes finally falling on Rose again.