[... It might make her a terrible person for it, but something Ace's reaction was grounding in a way that it helped calm her own thoughts, and though she wasn't about to admit it out loud. Shaking her head, the nervousness begins to ebb away in favour of a strange sense of calm, a reassurance that perhaps only he could provide her with.]

You've never once forced my hand Ace, even now. [If anything did happen, it would be entirely of her volition. It was something he needed to know.] As you said, it's entirely voluntary and you've been considerate about it. All you've done is prove that I can trust you.

[Not that it meant she was completely relaxed—she could still feel her heart fluttering, but it no longer felt constricted in her desire to reassure and see him smiling again.]