"You don't trust anybody, do you?" he asked, struggling to keep his voice steady.
"That's not true."
He quirked an eyebrow at her. "Oh really?"
Emily kept her head down, focusing on her drink. "I trust you," she said quietly.
"If that were true, you'd be telling me what was bothering you, instead of giving me the 'I'm fine' song and dance."
That made her fall silent for a minute. Rossi drained his glass and raised his hand for another before she spoke again.
"Maybe I just wasn't sure you wanted the truth. Not everyone who asks really wants to know."
Dave turned on his stool until he was facing her resting one elbow on the bar, and then leaning his head against that hand.
"I want to know," he said quietly.
Emily took another drink and then started to talk.