[She isn't denying his story, at least. Or pouring scorn on it, at least not immediately. His gaze is steady, even as he feels like his heart is being squeezed in his ribcage, still with the unsteadying feeling of being on trial.]

Khalid. You can think of me as a fool as much as you want, but I mean every word with all my heart.

[Before, he had invited her to smash his shard if she she didn't believe in him. But she didn't harm it, and even now, she's listening. If there's even the smallest chance he might get through to her, he'll take it. Even if it means spilling every secret he has... until she can finally trust him fully.]

I don't have anything more to keep from you. So what you do with it -- if anything -- is for you to decide.