"None of it was really his fault," Jedao allows, softly, not quite defensive. "There were. Pieces of it. I was grateful to hear from him. I'm not attributing malice. But you still haven't answered the question."

Certainly Holden couldn't keep a secret if Jedao wanted to know - but he can feel it like a missing tooth, the odd gap where this particular question would never have occurred to him to ask, even with his counterpart having known some of the more innocuous details. It leaves him unbalanced.