She's kind of young to have a fiancé, Sawyer thinks, real or not. Even younger to have one that matters enough for her to be saying all of these things about him, to mention concepts like trust, things that Sawyer isn't sure that anyone understands until they've been through a rough decade or two. Then again, he shouldn't be surprised by now. She grows too much, too soon; he wouldn't be surprised to find that the boys leagues behind in that type of jadedness, perhaps. Hopefully, anyway.

"Fake fiancé, how very scandalous," he notes first, trying for a touch of lightheartedness that doesn't quite make it fully across. "So, what'd you ruin? Take on a dirty mistress on the side while being 'married' to your beau?"

Of course it can't be that. But it's easier to suspect the lighter things.