[ He smiles a little at Saransk, but says nothing more of it as he leans back on his hands, squinting up at the sky and trying to will the sun to set faster so the heat will stop beating down on them. ]

No, I wouldn't have told you if I had the choice. Not because I was afraid you'd hate me, but...

[ He lifts his left hand, gives it a little shake before lowering it again. ]

Earlier, you asked about this.