[ Again he's met with that argument, and he can't really refute such a thing without saying more than he wants to say at the moment. He's silent for a few moments, as he thinks about everything she just said. Her words remind him of something:]

It doesn't matter to me that Charlotte killed two people. I'll defend her anyway, I don't care what anyone else says.

You defended her too. Is it because of what you just said? [ That she liked her, and that was enough.]