When her grip tightens and shakes around his hand, he turns a little more towards her, and joins his other hand to the hold, so hers is enclosed between both of his. "That is not difficult," he says quietly. "For you judge yourself most harshly, and I think have shown yourself but little kindness."

Faramir hesitates a little again, for this all still seems tenuous ground to him, to be walked carefully. But there are tears in her eyes, this time for herself, and he cannot ignore that. Carefully he lifts one of his hands and wipes a few from her cheek. "I would you could see yourself as I see you."