Slightly amused: "You don't have to close your eyes." He put one hand up close to her cheek, never quite touching, but so close that you could almost feel the same sensation as a static charge. Gently, he moved his palm through the air just under her chin, and then, after a very long moment, took his hand away. "You're afraid a lot," he said, hesitantly, not because it wasn't true, but because he thought she might now want to hear it. "You want somebody to fix it." His expression was a little downcast, not quite meeting her eyes. "But I think it might be too deep."