This was an equally frustrating question, because of course she did — but of course she couldn't tell him about that. She considered trying to make a joke about how she was so good at keeping confidentiality that she couldn't give him any examples, but she wasn't sure if he would find it funny or think she was trying to dodge the question. Her hands had been resting in fists on her lap throughout this interview, and she tightened them now slightly while she thought how to proceed.
"You won't have anything to worry about on that count, sir," she said, which was a dodge of the question (or at least the experience component of it). Hopefully the surety in her voice would carry her through the answer and he'd consider it good enough. "Even with the best intentions, a person with too much information can do a good deal of harm. It's better to control what they know, until you know exactly what they'll do with the information once they have it." She offered him a quick smile. "You can always choose to release more information later. You can never choose to call it back, once you've said it. I've always erred on the side of caution."
"You won't have anything to worry about on that count, sir," she said, which was a dodge of the question (or at least the experience component of it). Hopefully the surety in her voice would carry her through the answer and he'd consider it good enough. "Even with the best intentions, a person with too much information can do a good deal of harm. It's better to control what they know, until you know exactly what they'll do with the information once they have it." She offered him a quick smile. "You can always choose to release more information later. You can never choose to call it back, once you've said it. I've always erred on the side of caution."
Prof. Marlowe Forfang
Jules