It's hard to trust someone else with your secrets. With your true face.

Maybe it's in part a self-serving impulse, that he sees so much of himself in the young man and wishes to protect him. No one looked out for him when he was Wilhelm's age. He does care about him, though. And he's glad he could share this much with him.

"C'mon, then." He shifts onto his feet in one swift motion.

He'll continue drilling him for a little while longer, then nudge him toward breakfast when they're done.