Anya.

[he finally leans back a little there, brushing her hair away from her face with a small smile.]

Trust me, you won't have to worry. Maybe you won't be able to say it exactly right, but words aren't everything, you know? People are gonna understand you. You're an honest kid.

[he's speaking a little slower than normal, just to make sure the words have time to sink in if she's having trouble.]

People you know will understand you better, too. And you know we'll help, right?