“I’m not telling you shit.” “You’re gonna let me climb up there blind then?” she asked, hurt lacing her voice. “You really don’t care if I die?” I stared at her, hating that idea more than I could put into words. As furious as I was with her, I still couldn’t truly bear the thought of her losing her life in this stupid attempt. “Don’t do this,” I rasped, though it came out as a plea more than an order. I was such a pitiful dumbass. A crease formed between her eyes and she chewed on her thumb for a moment before she let out a sigh. “Just start talking, Mason. I need to know what I’m facing.”
..... so he wont admit shit but doesnt want her to die
