[he huffs a laugh at the first part, because he knows it's true.

at the second, he tilts his head, thinking.]

...Sorry, I don't mean just 'getting along'. [as always, he has that habit of making light of something, even if he hadn't meant to.

he almost reaches up to run nervous hands through his hair -- but his arm is Roxana's, and the other is carrying her shoes, so he stays still,]

I want to be honest with you, and I'd like it if you were honest with me.

...And I'd like to be someone you can rely on and trust, and someone I can trust too. As Buzen's master, and as a friend.