[He chuckles a little at the first part.] Guess so.

[And then the rest of it. Well, he's not sure exactly of what to say, but it's true he's more secure than at any other point in his life about this, and it's mostly driven by a crash-and-burn experience.]

Well, yeah. I trust you with my secret thief identity, right? This is a small matter as to that.

['Sigh. Not as comfortable as it seems, since my words are as limp as a ten-year-old tapeworm!']

Anyway, what I was going to say is that... Yeah. I'm not convinced I've ever been in love. Not in any way that I could say openly that there's someone that I can declare anything for. If there's any situation where it's been half-true, there's always been other obstacles in the way.

Does that make any sense?