I want you to look me in the eye and tell me, no. I want you to swear you will not mention anything of what I told you. That is all I want Stark. Your silence.

[Everything else she could handle later. But this. This she needed said. Needed done. She needed his word, for the little it was worth, that he would keep it to himself. She's done it for him, and after this week? She's earned that much. She has a right to it, and he had damn well give her this.]

Turn around and give me your word.