[ When an empath genuinely likes someone it's remarkable how spot on their reading of that person and what they need becomes. And she really genuinely likes him a great deal. That brings a faint smile to her own lips, still almost against his, and she lifts one hand to retrieve the key from the bedpost and unlock one hand, rubbing his wrist gently. He'd been pulling pretty hard at times. ] You can always tell me. [ Still just as quiet. ] Whatever you need.
that's like the entire point of the sentence you're questioning there