[He wants so badly to believe that; he's had a hard time coming to terms with the fact that the people here see the best in him. Self-esteem and egotism have always been a fine line for him, and now is no exception. But he doesn't refute what Naminé's telling him, because he trusts her enough to know she wouldn't lie to him.

Ford takes a thoughtful sip of coffee.]

I meant it, you know, about taking you to Gravity Falls. After this is all over, if you like...you could come stay with me. Me and Fiddleford. Just for awhile. Show you the sights.