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“But if you were given the chance, would you do such things again?” Poppy asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Who can be certain of anyone’s character? Certainty is an illusion. Trust is always a matter of faith.”

A whisper of a sigh ruffled the curls on Poppy’s head. “There is only one question that matters to me: do YOU trust me? And if you do not, Poppy, then why is it you continue to return to my side? Why do you ask me to confirm or deny your friends’ doubts?” 

The Shadow peered down into the halfling’s eyes with empty hollows. “Do you, Poppy, believe I am not worthy of trust? Do you too begrudge me a new beginning?”

     “I….” The halfling hesitated, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. Did she trust him? Could she trust him? Somewhere deep down, Poppy very much wanted to. Despite the repeated, insistent warnings of her friends, he had never done anything to give her cause to doubt him, nor his motives.

     “I very much want to trust you,” She admitted quietly, her gaze lowering to the floor. “You have never given me reason not to, not yet, at least.”

“I wish never to give you reason to doubt.” The Shadow smiled, such as it was able. 

“My dear flower…” Fingers twined in her curling hair. “You cannot know how I treasure your innocence; I who am so acquainted with fear and the harvest of traitors. Your heart is a compass pointing to all things honest and kind–”

The Shadow broke off his words, as if he had over-spoken. The hand paused its stroking, coming forward to raise the halfling’s round little chin. “You and that compass are my best hope in this world. I would never harm you."