Cesare pulls a sad, sympathetic smile and reaches out across the table to take her hand, his fingers subtly shifting across her pulse so that he can feel it.

"You're safe now. Just trust me. Things will be fine. You're enjoying yourself here, aren't you? If you'd rather I leave you be, that is entirely fine too..." Well, sorta. He would rather she stay with him where he can control her and watch her. But he'll figure something out if she would rather be alone.