Bennet saw the nod, and it was everything he'd expected. He could see her hesitance was in speaking the words, not in the action. Which was right. It was nothing he ever wanted her to be comfortable with. It was nothing he had ever wanted her to experience but since he hadn't been able to protect her from that, he had to ensure that the experience wouldn't cripple her ability to act again.
Noah Bennet, Company Man. The man he had never wanted to be to his daughter, the man he had been for her. He could and would use that side of himself to protect her, always.
Claire. His Clairebear. Things might change, but that never would. "Chocolate milk is a cure for plenty of things," he argued, tones firmly back in Dad mode. The acknowledgment phase was complete; she was capable, and would retain that capability like a weapon, clumsy at first, but waiting to be honed. He could hone that edge. But first, to take away the sheath of insecurity she would be trying to wrap around it. First, to remind her that she was still the girl she had been before pulling the trigger. "Why not give it a chance to work before you give up on it?"