Trust. It's a complex word. Some would say they don't understand it, while others would say it's simple. Context matters a lot when it comes to trusting someone, more than anything. If someone was raised with many others around them, then they will trust others, and maybe even trust new people more easily, since they are accustomed to such behavior. But for those who lived in solitude, trust is sacred.
It's something that is very easily lost, by the most minuscule gestures, and it's almost impossible to gain back, even harder than it was to get it in the first place.
Ever since he was betrayed that day, by the knights he trusted to protect him, he has trusted only one person, that being his teacher. And even then, he had never quite revealed everything to her. He hadn't told her about his past, who he was. His affinity, he spoke only of his ability or about his situation.
