His voice is so... gentle, so kind, and it somehow makes her shake harder. Maybe because that isn't the tone someone would use if they were about to die. The idea that she is going to live through this just now floats through her mind, and her breaths are coming too fast, she knows they are.

Deep breaths from her stomach. She tries doing what he says, hands fisted in the material of her dress as she tries to ground herself. Slowly, it works, and her breathing evens out as the shaking subsides. Normally, Nill is good at pushing all her feelings down and not letting them get the better of her, but the possibility of dying in this horrible house had been too close. Once she's relatively certain she isn't going to pass out, she bobs her head slightly in a nod.