[ For the first time, she hesitates. Not out of doubt over herself, or fear, but ... out of doubt over him. ]

Damian...

[ Xion sighs, lowering her gaze to the floor. ]

I think you want the right things, and I believe you're trying to help. But other than that, I don't ... really have any reason to trust you.

[ She looks up at him again, and though her expression is apologetic, there isn't much give in it. ]

I don't really mind you knowing it was Riku who told me all of that, and I even don't mind you knowing about me. But you're asking me to trust you with more than those things, and... how do I know you won't hurt them?

[ She's been too trusting. All along.

Her friends are dead and she is running out of ways to accept and forgive. ]