[He hadn't expected the question; he stares at her for a moment, considering. Happiness...such a distant memory, when hope was more than just a pretty word.]

...I think I was. Martel was with me... I believed in my companions; I never thought any of them would betray me. [especially not Kratos and Yuan. To think, he once held them in any light of respect, when his view of them now is tarnished beyond recognition.]

I really thought that people could change.