[There's a moment when her eyes first widen, then close as she winces, her head lowering as though she's realizing she said something she didn't mean.]
... I apologise. I shouldn't have taken my frustrations about this world on you, Porthos. Of course you're cautious, it only speaks for your character, not against it.
[She sighs, looking up, her eyes again wide and honest.] Is there anything I can do to convince you I am not some kind of- horrible, uncaring murderer? [The way she says this is like the entire idea disgusts her.]