[ She lightly rolls her eyes and grabs hold of the metal between his wrists, hauling him to his feet. While he may have been earning... not trust, no part of her would call it that, but certainly something, getting her to talk about things she never talked about with anyone else didn't necessarily earn him any kind of freedom.

His reply makes her tilt her head slightly as she looks at him. ]

Perhaps. But you wouldn't cut and run. Judging by how much fight you have I don't think it's in you to do that, to give up on those you care about and turn away from them. [ She pauses, not sure how she feels about the impression she has, but she decides to voice it anyway. Might as well at this point. ] She obviously has faith in you, and trust, given the sort of missions she's entrusted you with. She must feel you can be counted on, regardless of the disappointments you mention.

[ It hurts, stings, but Kylo almost wants to understand. To see what it is Leia really wanted and couldn't find in her own child. (Because clearly whatever Brianna had been lacking her mother found in Poe, or so her mind is presently convinced.) ]