[ Since these ingredients have been laid out so well, Setsuna deducts that Caren plans to use each and every one of them. As most likely expected from someone who became a Knight, his skills with the blade shines even in such a lighthearted context of a kitchen. Fast, accurate, and clean... The ingredients are being chopped so nicely in just a matter of seconds. He keeps himself busy there, listening to her as he works. ]

I know.

[ He clarifies that he isn't that naive. That isn't what he meant, innocently trusting someone. He really does have a good reason to trust her. He of all people would know that blind trust will only endanger those who engage in it... ]

Caren Ortensia. I am willing to trust you, precisely because we are in a world like this.

[ Because in a world like this... Tossed into the unknown, not knowing their standing except this title called "Hero," the only real comrades they can secure are those who can relate. Those in the same footing. Right now, whether they like it or not, they've been lumped together as Heroes in a world they can't recognize. Rather than trust a local that would most likely turn their tail on them, he would rather trust a fellow Hero. ]

And I thank you... I apologize that I cannot explain.

[ Maybe one day, Caren will come to understand why. Setsuna is fine either way, to not being understood over it. What's more important is that he comes to understand those around him. That's always been his goal. But such a goal will require time... ]