He nods. His own relief is once again palpable; he's more or less incapable of dissembling. His feelings are always writ large on his face.

"I love thee. I understand why thou didst what thou didst. I do not think it-- I cannot say if it was wrong or not. I don't know enough about the world. But I know thee, I know thou wouldst not have done what thou didst not believe in."