He... knew things he shouldn't. I know Deidre wouldn't have told him anything and despite you being, well, you, you're honest -- almost to a fault, unflinchingly loyal, and trustworthy enough for me to know that you wouldn't tell a secret that wasn't yours to share. Not... not a secret like that, anyway.

[It's a compliment really.]

I'm inclined to believe that he talked to Adanna about me and somehow managed to get the information out of her. I don't think she had any malicious intent, nor do I think he did in his asking, but...

[He trails off, shaking his head and laughing a little. It's not a pleasant sound. It's full of insecurity. Full of uncertainty. He's laughing because he doesn't know what else to do. He's not even sure why he's talking about this.]

It was terrifying to have someone seek me out and all but outright tell me that he already knew what I'd done. Not only that, but for it to be the Inquisitor of all people... I thought I was done for.