[ He tips his chin slightly in acknowledgment of that. No, they don't really have a choice. But there's a difference in trusting them as far as they have to and trusting them with other things: like that they're telling them everything about the symbiote, or that they're not pushing some other agenda. At best, Sam figures they're sincere in their fight against the Enemy and want to protect innocents, but also more likely to put the Nest before anything else, including each of them individually. At worst - well, in his more paranoid times, he wonders about the timeliness of his rescue, the way he took his deal to save his team and half of them ended up here anyway, how he hasn't seen any sign of this Enemy since he arrived on the station.
But he listens to Aoba, and when his kneejerk reaction to that is they haven't given me a reason to trust them, either, he realizes that maybe today is one of his more paranoid times.
He pushes himself carefully up into a sitting position, holding still for a moment until his head stops protesting the move, a runs a hand over the back of his neck. ]
I got burned, little bit before I came here, by someone I thought I could trust. I guess I'm a little more gunshy than usual.
[ And he has a thing against following people whose agendas he doesn't know or potentially agree with, but that's not something he wants to go into. ]
[ Aoba is being careful to stay out of Sam's mind while he's still in pain. For that, he takes what's said at face value without delving any deeper. Though there's a sense of heartache behind the words, and he doesn't need the symbiote to detect it. His expression falls as Sam's hardens. ]
I'm sorry that happened... I can't imagine...
[ He's been lucky not to have experienced much betrayal in life. His home was small, with good friends and only his grandmother to call family. And Sam is so kind, Aoba can hardly think of anyone wanting to hurt him.
He certainly never wants to. ]
I'm sure whatever happens, they mean well. I have to believe that.
[ He has to, just for the sake of remaining positive in this still new and uncertain place. The Nest. ]
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But he listens to Aoba, and when his kneejerk reaction to that is they haven't given me a reason to trust them, either, he realizes that maybe today is one of his more paranoid times.
He pushes himself carefully up into a sitting position, holding still for a moment until his head stops protesting the move, a runs a hand over the back of his neck. ]
I got burned, little bit before I came here, by someone I thought I could trust. I guess I'm a little more gunshy than usual.
[ And he has a thing against following people whose agendas he doesn't know or potentially agree with, but that's not something he wants to go into. ]
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I'm sorry that happened... I can't imagine...
[ He's been lucky not to have experienced much betrayal in life. His home was small, with good friends and only his grandmother to call family. And Sam is so kind, Aoba can hardly think of anyone wanting to hurt him.
He certainly never wants to. ]
I'm sure whatever happens, they mean well. I have to believe that.
[ He has to, just for the sake of remaining positive in this still new and uncertain place. The Nest. ]