[gently acquiescing, his voice still low and his hands still holding hers - whatever he can to give her a physical anchor, to keep her from spinning off further into her panic.]
I promise there is no harm to come to you here, miss. But perhaps you could tell me what it is you fear?
[it may not help. But he's hardly going to dismiss her fears with a "you're safe" and bundle her back into bed, either.]
no subject
[gently acquiescing, his voice still low and his hands still holding hers - whatever he can to give her a physical anchor, to keep her from spinning off further into her panic.]
I promise there is no harm to come to you here, miss. But perhaps you could tell me what it is you fear?
[it may not help. But he's hardly going to dismiss her fears with a "you're safe" and bundle her back into bed, either.]