[David listens. So, that was what his dear sister had been hiding. Nothing scandalous, not that he'd imagined Faith would allow much scandal to touch her. Not only was she good, she was careful.

If anyone was going to end up mired in a scandal...

But she always tried to prevent that, too.

So, he nods.]

She has passed on no complaint about your conduct, Mister Sharpe, and... I will trust her judgement, particularly since you seem... honourable.

[Gentlemanly? No, not particularly. But, then, his last chosen suitor for Faith hadn't been quite a gentleman. And he was of the mind that any man who Faith spoke so well of ought to be considered a suitor.]

She trusts you well enough, and I am inclined to trust her. Until I see evidence otherwise.

[And then, his gaze seems to say, he is the worst of enemies to have.]