Raphael pulled another chair over and sat on it backwards, crossing his arms over the backrest. He gave her a smile, green eyes compassionate and kind. "No, you've done enough and I thank you." He considered asking her about her being a werewolf, but he remembered the terror in her eyes when he revealed he had known. Instead he asked "Are your injuries well? I can sense your thigh is still sore, which I'd imagine would be difficult for..." He waved a hand, unsure of the right way to put it so as not to put further fear into her. Finally he looked away. Best to address her fear altogether, perhaps if she believed him she wouldnt be so afraid.

"I promise not to harm you, nor reveal to another your secret."