"Polly does not sound like a good idea." he speaks without looking at me, not letting go of my hands either. "Last time you were there, I found you injured and you slept for two whole days and truly, I really don't think she's very willing to help me." his voice trailed off and I could hear the hesitance in it. "Yet, she might be eager to help you get what you need. Are you sure you trust her?" his eyes move to look at me , scanning my face for any sign of doubt.
"Polly was very friendly from the start. Or at least when I was alone with her... She was also the first to tell me the whole truth about your family. Or, what she knew about it. So I do trust her. she was the first one to have the knowledge of what I am and did not hold back from telling me, so this tells me that she is more tha
