It wasn't hard. Most of them will believe what you tell them if they have no reason to think you're not one of them. But I didn't fuck my way to trustworthiness, and I don't plan on fucking my way to graduation.

[And here, she thinks, is the part where she can maybe let a bit more slip. They're speaking privately. William (probably) isn't recording this conversation. She doesn't doubt for a second that he'd screw her over if it suited him, but he doesn't seem the type to screw her over just for fun. And if she's wrong... well. He won't be able to prove anything. He's a murderer. She's nonviolent. From what she's seen of him in passing on the network, he's sullen at best and argumentative at worst. She's friendly and helpful.

She thinks she could turn them all against him if she decided to try.]

There are things in my file I don't want him to tell anyone about. He hasn't done anything yet.

[She lets the implications hang in the air, wondering if William will pick up on them. She doesn't want to ruin Thomas. But if he outs her, if he tries to ruin her life, she's willing to. And everything William is telling her now feels like some very plausible, potentially useful ammo.]