At least it's everyone else's choice to make, ruining their bodies. It wasn't mine.
[still, she doesn't have much of a contrary to offer about the issue of removing her mask...]
Maybe I'll take it off, sometime. When I'm more comfortable with myself.
[maybe. she's not sure what exactly it's going to take, or when it's going to happen, or if it will at all. she's not even totally sure what the mask symbolizes to her personally, so she can't look at exactly why it makes her uneasy to think to remove it. like she isn't ready.]