I think I know what you mean. [ he hesitates over whether to say more, but... he hasn't been able to speak to anyone freely since coming here. sometimes you just have to have faith, and he's better at trusting people than they are at trusting him it would seem. (and he's not that good at it anymore.) ]

The man who went missing, he wasn't my friend. And my only friend here... she isn't either. Back... home, I mean. She hates me actually. Most people do now.