I nod, swallowing, staring at my hands. He's right. Of course we need to-

My head jerks around at his correction.

Oh.

"We don't always do that very well," I say softly. "We tell each other important things, hard things. But we..." I've been doing something thinking, but part of this is me figuring it out as I talk, watching his face for confirmation, "...we hide some things in case we hurt the other."