[ He nods quietly. That's true enough. Clark would say the same thing if someone had offered him those very words. They're hard to believe in, hard to swallow. They make you question your integrity.

Clark isn't sure what kind of integrity or kindness he can offer. He can only do what he feels is right and this feels right so far. ]

Saying I don't need to know would feel . . . like a farce. But I think it's important to let myself see a person first.

I won't tell you who you were and what you've done doesn't matter because it does.

[ He pauses, carefully gauging his own words. ] But I understand needing someone to believe in the best.