"I won't hurt you if you don't hurt me," he said simply. "And sorry," he said, looking down rather ashamed, "I'm def in one ear, so that's probably why I didn't hear you." He looked her square in the eyes, "I'd appreciate it if you could speak up a bit more, knowing that."<br/><br/>"Well, I can understand why you'd be hesitant to tell me anything. But I'd at least like to know how you have the magic to make my journal work." His eyebrows lowered slightly, "I would rather you tell me on your own, but if I have to I may just use the journal to make you tell me." He leaned back, "No torture or anything. I'd just write that you truthfully answered my question. But I'd prefer to stay away from manipulating people." He paused as an idea struck him. "Here, wait. This might give you some confidence." He opened the journal and wrote with a star next to it:<span style="font-style: italic">I will always be kind to Natasha unless she moves to hurt other people and/or myself.</span>He showed it to her just before it vanished. "You don't seem like a bad person to me. So as long as it stays that way I can never hurt you or be mean to you." He tilted his head and looked at her, "So, would you answer my questions now?"