[ She hears the way his voice shakes, and sees how his eyes stay on her finger. She frowns a little, and holds her hand up to offer it to him.

She stops midway, though, because she remembers the memory ordeal. She'd like him to continue to have a positive impression of her, but she can't help but feel bad – ]

...Noé, if...if you need to...

[ She pauses and frowns deeply. ]

It's okay, if you want to. Just...you may not look at me the same after, as...as a fair warning.