[There's a solid minute where she doesn't know what to say. Caterina is a mess of conflicting emotions. She wants to hold onto that familiar mask that held in everything, but it's undeniably tempted to let go for once when someone was begging her to.

For Abel's sake.... It is what Abel would want, isn't it?]

... Did he tell you how we met? We can't do this properly if you don't know that much. You won't be able to understand.... [how much he means to me.]