[No, he doesn't, which is the problem all around with him. He can keep his secrets if he also keeps his behaviour in check and doesn't fill her with doubts and regrets]

You started singing Falco.

[...Waits out his silence, and when it becomes apparent he's not saying anything, she sighs, folding her arms and looking away. She's seen similar behaviour so much from him that she guesses he must have done something typically uncalled-for and regrettable, but since he hasn't done it to her this time, she's trying hard to let it go. She doesn't really want to know for selfish reasons. Knowing anything is enough of a reminder...on the other hand, his screw-ups were forgivable to her, so maybe...]

Well, I don't care about your squabbles.