Autor's tempted to beat his head against the door. They're back to square one. He could tell her plenty of scary things about him, but that wouldn't serve any purpose except to scare her.

Besides, she knows pretty much everything there is to know.

"I am allowed to have a sense of self-preservation," he admits. "And I have weighed the costs and benefits of this and decided I don't care about being scared; I'd rather have your friendship, if... if you still want to give it to me. That scares me more than the spying you're not doing, truthfully."