[She's tempted, sorely tempted, to just ignore him and walk out. She's learned over and over that trust is a weakness, that people will disappoint you - and here she finds herself trusting again, and angry that she's certain Felix is about to prove her right one more time. So when he speaks, her lips twist in a smile that's half grimace, focused at the door.]

Maybe you can't, [she says, and it takes her a moment to look up at him.] Maybe none of us can. Trusting people just gives them opportunity to break it. [The smile comes back, briefly, and it's not any sweeter.] Either you understand or you don't, Felix. Either you judge me [forgive me], or you don't.