If I tell her. Which I don't expect to. Because I would rather have a friend than a shot.

[And really, that's how Dust sees it. There's no way that confession would go right. She doesn't think of him that way. Even if she's okay with -- with the species, with what a disaster he is, with everything -- there's no way she could look at him like that.]

But I understand what you're saying. If it happens, no pretenses, no uncertainties.