The mention of what her father had tried to do... she doesn't give details, but she gives him enough that he can fill in the blanks. For a moment, rage sparks in his deep gaze, but he buries it quickly, because she probably doesn't need that right now.

What he does do, however, is reach out to wrap his arms warmly about her shoulders and draw her in against his broad chest. Sheltering her there for a moment as he rests his chin atop her head.

"Of course I'll help you. And no, I'm not humoring you out of pity, but even if I was, I'd still offer to help." His fingers lightly tug at a dark curl as he thinks over what other information he can give her. "I always think getting ahead of a problem is the smartest move. Controlling the narrative before it gets out can make your job infinitely easier, in the long run. Although I may just be a bit of a control freak, so take that as you will."

Not something he's typically known for, actually, at least not outside of certain circles that openly discuss such things in much different context, at least. But he doesn't mind confessing it here and now, because what he knows might be useful to her. And navigating this mess? She may need every trick he knows.

"I can take you to talk to Hanneman and figure out how to reveal this, if that's what you want to do. But there's one more person I'd suggest talking to. Although I don't know how well you know him. You should speak to Yuri."

If anyone could help her keep an eye on those who would come at her with the darkest of intentions, it would be those in the Abyss. And Yuri would likely see it coming miles away. It's partially how Sylvain had ended up relying on him so heavily for certain things.

"But for navigating the rest of it? You have my aid in whatever way you wish it."