[She's quiet for an extra moment but an elated, almost bashful smile finds its way onto her lips, pulls them up and up, until she feels stupid and covers her face.]

Thank you. [It's incredibly difficult to feel anything but empowered by that tone, and the implied support.] I guess I can give it a try, and you can let me know what you think later, if you want!

[And she really will get to it, there's absolutely nothing hollow about the promise. But:] What about you, though? Is there something particular you believe in?