"You can learn a lot about a person by how they react to you," Jack told Fubuki in a somber tone. 

"I actually knew nothing about your mother before I asked the question.  It was a lucky guess."  Jack explained.  "Your father, Itsuki Motorei, correct?  He is a senior team member of the Starlight Shipping company, yes?  There was a whole wealth of information for me to find about that.  The academy your first tournament paid for, it was their idea was it not?"  

"But I couldn't find anything about your mother.  I thought it was odd, myself.  I figured something must have happened to her, and I also suspected it might have happened some time ago.  But I couldn't determine why someone would go to such great lengths to cover it up, which appeared to be the case.  Not even so much as an obituary."

Jack let out a soft sigh.  "Forgive me, Fubuki, I had hoped I was over analyzing the situation.  Now I understand my suspicion was justified.  I needed to know."  

"I'm sorry for your loss," he said dolefully.  "I understand why your so hesitant around me.  You have every reason to be.  I'm a valuable asset, but I am not your friend.  Is that correct?"  Jack asked her, looking straight into her eyes.  

"Despite what you think of me, I want you to know that I do in fact trust you.  I just had to be certain.  If you don't believe me, I intend to prove it."

"Listen carefully," he whispered, "this information if extremely dangerous and no one else can know about it.  Can you promise me this?"  Jack's voice was laced with a sincerity it had not known in years.  But there was something else to it as well.  It was fear.  

It was a bold move, what he was offering her right now.  He wasn't sure which would be more precarious: if Fubuki declined or not.

And Jack was terrified.