[Her expression relaxes -- she hadn't even realized, fully, how tense it was until he spoke. Her arms, too, loosen, one hand rising to brush his cheek, wiping away the tracks his tears had left.]
It's all right to be afraid. If you will let me, I will help you through. And if not, I will wait as long as you need. [Her eyes are shining, wistful but full of hope.] You may not be able to trust them now, but my feelings are no lie. And they will be waiting for you when you can accept them.