He smiles at the question, looking away, considering. He could go for a simple answer, but she's been pretty open with him, and it's not really a secret.

"When I was 18, I was involved in some stuff. Mostly minor things, but I was getting into more heavy shit," he says, leaning forward in his chair. "I was in for questioning, full of myself and full of shit, refusing to talk. But the officer who was questioning me promised to help me. So, then when I realised I needed help, I had someone to turn to."