She almost ignored the shadow, but if it was part of Nigredo, it was something to be addressed. So she shrugged loosely, nonchalant. "A lot of people are the same. A lot of people are crappy people who'll leave you in the dust. But you know that's not always true. People have a tendency to surprise you, even people that you wouldn't expect it from. So you can't judge it till you see it."

But past misconceptions could shift behavior. Like a training device, bad experiences could set the bar for everything else. If she took that to be the fact in this case, something that made sense with the conversations that they'd had before, then a lot more fit into place. And she almost hated the understanding, because it wasn't something that the boy had given her. She had gotten the information cheaply, without his approval, and it almost gave her a feeling like she had to make it up. Or, at the very least, prove his darker self wrong.

And as if he knew her thoughts, Nigredo spoke. And instantly Senna shook her head, reaching a hand to his shoulder. "Don't bother if you don't want to, Nigredo. If you want to tell me, I'll listen, but don't feel like you have to explain anything. Your secrets and your emotions are your own, right?" The girl smiled. "I'd rather you tell me when you want to. And I'm not going to say anything, silly."