You don't know the half of it, Kate thinks, but doesn't say. The rest is more important.

"Yeah." She locks her gaze to his and sits up. Abruptly, she's so aware of him again. So conscious of him in her space. Her teeth snag in her bottom lip and then she shrugs. "Your past. Kushiel's blood. Elua's. All of it. But you can." Her touch is tentative again when she slides her fingers down the inside of his bicep. "I guess what I'm really saying is I'm not scared of you." If you want, I'll help.