I wouldn't imagine you trust anyone. I don't expect you to trust me with anything more than seeing you to the docks to find your boat. What can I do to get you to allow me that much?

[If she sizes him up, she'll notice that he's not so tall himself. He's a bit better fed than he was when he was her age, but that malnourishment as a child has had its effect. He's also keeping his arms folded to better keep his sleeves in place and his weapons hidden because he doesn't know how she'll react to seeing them.]