Reno was... actually following that, now. Which was why, instead of the wry smile he'd been wearing a moment before, he was kind of furrowing his eyebrows. Pursing his lips. Mumbling faintly.

"Do you?"

That wasn't allowed to be spoken like a question. He couldn't answer it. Either she trusted him, or she didn't, but that wasn't his call to make, and he couldn't change a thing until she made it herself, with certainty.