There are altogether too many capital letters in that sentence for Ossie's taste. A few other thing there too that give him pause- the deflection, then the distressed backpedalling. One thing at a time.

"Arthur," he says gently, never feeling the weight of these feathers more than this moment, "wherever you think you still are... you're here. In my cottage. And I promise you, it is as safe as anywhere can be. Anything you need to prove to yourself that you're not there, I will provide it. It's alright."