[ He's going to offer moral support through her battle (if staring without a discernible expression counts as moral support), and he makes sure that the organizers, however reluctantly, hand over the money she won. ]

[ As they leave the scene of the crime, it seems his distraction attempt has failed. He sighs and glances at her wearily. He trusts her completely, yes, but she's four years younger than his last memory of her. ]

...because I'm not sure how much I should tell you. Some of your friends-- [ He pauses momentarily, not sure if it's fine to throw Jean and Mikasa under the bus. Maybe if he doesn't single them out by name. ] --don't want to know anything about what happened at home since they left.

[ There. No lies. If she still insists he tells her, well. ]

[ ...but there's one thing he's not sure he'll be able to say. How do you tell someone so young, so full of life that they won't see the future they've all fought for? ]

[ And yet, lying about it wouldn't feel right, either. ]