Blackfeather Woods Seems I deal with things a bit differently.

She can't help but pity his fear.  He knows what she is saying, but he does not know how.  If it was a ruse she doubts he could've kept it up this long, or that his reaction would have been this genuine.  She has knowledge that he doesn't, and that scares him.

He is lucky she isn't a liar.  She could weave him falsities and he'd never be able to tell the difference.  -You lived with me, Mou, on the Plateau.  With the Redhawks.-  But where to go from there? -I know how this happened to you.  I know how you got like this.-