"And I guess that means I should trust you back, right?" She does already, of course. It's not just the idea of this other self trusts him so she needs to; it's that he has a sword and he hasn't used it to try to kill her yet, and that counts a lot for trust where Anna's sitting.

"So maybe I can ask you something." She clashes her blade again; she's picking it up, but the blows are still nowhere near as skilled as she probably could be. "You gonna ask her about me? You know, once I disappear and head back into... wherever it is that you think I'm gonna go."