[ Nina takes a deep breath and holds it, then lets it out slowly like a key turning in a lock. She's not sure she deserves the general's concern in this, but it's... oddly nice to have anyway.

Quietly: ]

I'm not going into this blindly. I know him. [ She gives a little shrug, palms out at her sides, completely sincere. She knows him. And he's the most honorable person she's ever met. ] And even if I'm wrong, somehow, I won't let him hurt me.

[ Nina's not a martyr. She loves living, and has no intention of giving it up. ]

Or anyone else.