She turned immediately at the touch, her hand going straight for her blade, but upon seeing that it was Cade she relaxed (slightly) and let go of the hilt.

She let out a hard breath through her nose as her brows furrowed and she looked at the floor.

"Thank you, Cade." The words were heavy, but honest. "But I did not speak well. At least - not eloquently. And you have more faith in the sense of men than I do."