[[Page falls silent once Logan finishes speaking, looking off to the side, lips pursed as she thinks. Edgar seems content to continue peering into the feed, however, watching the conversation with curious eyes. He can sense the tension in his trainers shoulders; she's usually some degree of tense, but this is a new high.]]

...I can't trust you.

[[It took her a while to even consider his sister as an ally; the thought of opening up to Logan is....god, the mind boggles! Page doesn't even know if she's capable of it. But she's found that being away from Albion has changed things; she has no city to protect, no revolution to lead...as uncomfortable as the thought is, she's finding that she's actually relaxing for the first time in....quite a long time. Too long, really.

Could the same be applied to Logan? She'd told him he could contact her if he had information regarding returning home; she hadn't exactly meant he could call her up whenever he liked, let alone give her things...]]

...at least, not yet. It's...too soon. Far too soon.

[[Sighing, forcing herself to loosen up, Page returns her gaze to the camera.]]

I'm not calling you a liar, but I'm not saying I believe you. However, I will accept the book if you're willing to send it.

[[He's stumbled upon one of the few things that will get her to open up a little, anyway, so if the book turns out to be useful...

....she'll think about that later.]]