[She doesn't seem suspicious, but he's also not picking up any signs she's particularly impressed, and she doesn't feel at ease. Maybe some flattery will loosen her up?]

You're the only one I'm focused on. It doesn't matter what's true for most people. What's important is what's true for you.

[Now he needs to think of something that sounds more individually true for her. Drawn in by that warm feeling, Gen continues to trail his finger across her palm while he considers his options.]

Here.

[He taps a line near the top of her palm.]

The slope of your heart line [He doesn't specialize in palm reading, but he's learned some of the vocabulary to try to sound more convincing.] tells me it brings you down, never knowing what's going to come next. Always worrying about the next bad thing that might happen.