Nobody changes because the new path got attractive; they change when standing still starts costing more.
The most useful thing one person can do for another at a threshold is move the danger rather than argue the case. Silence had been the safe-looking door, so silence was where the body wanted to go; priced instead at her own house perishing, that door became the expensive one, and the fear holding her still began pushing her forward.
Then the second lever, pulling rather than pushing: deliverance was coming either way, which strips out the flattery and leaves a plain question about whether she would be in it. Risk reads as assignment once a person believes the moment was built for them. Anyone waiting to feel brave first has the order wrong, and usually waits past the window.