First off, those things in the memory weren't mine. Second, I'm trying to find some common ground between us, work with me here.

[Gobbet straightens up and sighs. Ever since she got to this island she's been reaching out, trying to make connections. Trying to form some bonds that she can count on when the going gets tough. Guzma, she thinks, would be a good card to have in her growing deck. But this guy clearly isn't looking for friends, so why is she bothering? Why push when he'll only push back?]

Or don't. Be too good for the kind of people who've had to kill to get by. No skin off my back.