[She ponders. Part of her wants to apologize, but it's just - an etiquette impulse, something to ease the social tension. She's not actually sorry.]

Once I decided I had to do it, I didn't want to take the chance of anyone trying to stop me. And I didn't want to make you keep secrets for me, or put you on the spot to put me down if anything went wrong.

I do trust you. It was just complicated.