Fujiko laughed, "What's trust got to do with it? I don't trust anyone, only a fool would trust me." She did trust Jyabura and that was part of the reason she was still scared about him but that remained something she had to see through. "This isn't me asking for your help. This is me shall we say... offering, something. It's not on a silver platter, it's on a string. But since you can see where the string goes it's hardly that dangerous of a bait. You get the fame you crave, I get certain valuable assets for backup. It's more of a... letting you know what I'm up to. You might be finding your name in the papers a bit more often but should you not want that..."

Fuck. If she had misjudged, letting him know was precisely the danger. "It's an offer," she added cautiously again ignoring the part about Jyabura. "I don't want in on your plans, and I don't want to stop them. This is more of a hope that you'll understand I'm not being threatening by any stretch should certain other things happen." This was harder to explain than it should be. "The things that might happen are you getting more fame; something I believe you were striving to do. My concern? That you think I'm trying to hurt you by it. I don't expect you to trust me but I figure if I lay out what I'm trying to get from this, you won't attempt to kill me thinking I want something else." It still wasn't as clear as she meant it to be.