...Hmm. [He pauses to think about it... then his brow slowly starts to knit together. Maybe, if he thinks about things hard enough...]

...Trust, that's the root of it. Cant very well be a good friend if you can't trust the other person. If it all fell through, then what was the point of it then?

[He probably looks silly now, head held high, speaking like a cockney fortune cookie.]

...I guess that's an important thing all around, anyhow.