Chris was really, really trying not to twitch. He just inhaled and exhaled in a manner he hoped didn't come across as super annoyed but it probably was.

"I'm not putting your safety in the hands of someone I haven't met yet. " It wasn't that he didn't trust your judgement Sansa. Chris didn't trust anyone. He hated this. He hated this so much. "Alright. It's probably time I meet your brother then. I can probably reach out to the others individually, if you trust them. But if you trust your brother that much? I'd like to meet him."

Mostly because his family tree was completely dysfunctional, he assumed everyone elses was equally fucked up. Trust wasn't a concept he was real familiar with.