Carlos wasn’t sure exactly what Hancock meant by that. Was he keeping a secret? Or was it because it was painful to talk about, whatever it was? Or… did he just not trust Carlos? Carlos worried it was the last one, and the idea… well, it kind of hurt.
“Um…” Carlos started, trying to think of what to say. “Han, um… what… whatever it is… I want you to know that I’d – that I’d… I mean that, I hope you know you can trust me to keep everything you tell me between us. I wouldn’t let anyone know, because I know how important it is for you to be strong in front of Goodneighbor. I just… I wanna help you in any way that I can. Even if it’s just to lend an ear and let you talk it out…”
The Perfect Scientist 