He pulls his hand back quickly once her own is withdrawn, spreading the fingers on the one covering his eyes so that he can look out at her from behind it. His expression is slightly more guarded now, but he still practically bleeds discomfort.

"Not a place with no guile. I just... I've never had much cause to hide anything."

Telling her that he lived in a moat won't help here. It'd only make things more awkward.