This was one of the first few positive interactions these two had managed to get through. Hanz was in uncharted waters, he was not the soft and gentle type, but he was also trying to learn, trying to adapt. The last time he had acted like this it was all an act, to allow him to get close to a target to kill and it hadn't lasted long, it hadn't meant anything. This on the other hand meant a whole lot, not that he had a full fledged attraction to Clara quite yet, sure she was gorgeous and he was physically attracted to her, but in the romantic sense he had not developed those feelings for her though the smallest change began to finally happen. His heart raced as she allowed his hands to remain on her knees, and despite the way she repositioned herself his hands remained, albeit soft and gentle, therefore if she had wanted them removed from her person it wouldn't take much to do.<br/><br/>He listened to her speak and respond to his words, not completely accepting, and the way she told him what she remembered seemed a bit off. Not that she was lying, but holding back rather. Clearing her throat was a small sign, and while it was possible it was necessary it was also a stalling tactic and something people did to make their voices appear more confident and truthful. The shifting implied nervousness, either from hiding something or from discomfort due to him, and she avoided his eyes until the end.<br/><br/>"I can relate to that kind of treatment. I was trained to be a weapon of mass destruction after all. Torture was commonplace, testing my limits, my capabilities, making me angry, and all the while I was fed images of war, images of hatred, led to believe that the Americans were so very bad, war bound, crazy, and hypocritical. I tried my best once possible to educate myself, but I knew my task, I knew my job, and I was damn good at it as I suspect you are damn good at yours." He wanted to tell her everything in grave detail, open up more and more, show her it was okay to open up.<br/><br/>"You're hiding something, I can tell, you give away many signs, it comes with the training. I suspect you have similar capabilities, we seem very much alike. I wish you would not feel the need to hide things from me, I know I am hard to trust, but if I really, truly wanted to kill you do you think that we would be having this calm conversation? Do you think I would have let you live in the woods, or at the park? Consider those things, I am not all bad I promise." With that he gave her knee a gentle squeeze and then slid backward on the bed until he laid his head down on the pillow, facing up, and staring at the ceiling.