[His understanding, the sense of an old soul that doesn't match a young face, makes her feel a sense of kinship with him, and she's grateful for his sympathy and understanding. She really didn't expect it... but how could he not relate at least a little, having stayed young despite accruing decades worth of memories?]

It's you who is kind - and everyone else here who sees good in me.

[She lowers her eyes, and her voice wavers a little.]

I've tried to stay kind, but... until the end and beyond, I didn't feel like I succeeded.

[It was hard to feel like a good person when she was keeping her people in a cage - but enlightening them and endangering the outside world simply wasn't an option.]