For as quickly as Ned embraced her, he lets her go, though he places a hand on her shoulder, the other coming up with the envelope between them. He ducks a bit, to be able to look her more directly in the eye.

"You've a good heart in you, Moana. One that is compassionate and kind. Whereas many would've lost it in circumstances such as these," he gestures to the village around them, their environment, "Where it's easy to curl in yourself, shield yourself from everything around you, you've kept onto it. And even now, you let it guide you to make a choice that is fairest and the least harmful for as many as possible." He offers a bit of a smile, handing out the envelope to her. "If you'd ever a worry about your ability to be a good chief, this should be enough to alleviate those fears."