"Malfoy. Malfoy, look at me." His eyes are bloodshot and wet when he meets her gaze, and she stares him down evenly, even though she feels sick to her stomach. "Never hide anything from me, that you think I might need to know, or want to know. Never. You understand me?" Her voice is a whiplash, and she's shocked that she still has that bossy tone in her, after everything. He looks like he wants to prevaricate, so she elaborates. "I need to trust you absolutely, no matter what. And I can't do that if I know you're willing to hide things from me, even if you're doing that for that – the right reasons. I need the truth. Please, Malfoy. If I can't trust you, I have nothing."