“Trust you? Rue--trust you? You counterfeited your own death rather than wed me. You told me you'd rather die than stay in Darkfrith. I can't--I don't know how to fix that. I don't know how to mend it. Tell me." He took a step toward her. "Tell me, and I'll do it.”

“I don't know how to do this, tell me how to fix us”

“Don't ever put yourself in that position again, do you understand me?I can't promise that, I whispered quietly. I'd rather do it than lose you. Don't you understand how important you are to me?”

“Langdon whispered to Vittoria. 'Ever fire anything other than a tranquilizer gun?''Don't you trust me?''Trust you? I barely know you.'Vittoria frowned. 'And here I thought we were newly-weds.”

“It's that guy again," you'd say.Then: "He's cute, you know."No, I don't know. And you don't need to tell me.”

“Please don't ask me to go with you, because if you do, I'll go. Please don't ask me to tell Frank about us, because i'll do that, too. Please don't ask me to give up my responsibilities or break up my family; I love you, and if you love me, too, then you just can't ask me to do these things. Because I don't trust myself enough to say no.”