She'd been on the receiving end of human's desire to destroy far more than just themselves long enough to know the truth of it, but it didn't seem an appropriate way to turn the conversation. So she huffed a laugh instead, because at least Richie recognized it, got to witness it firsthand being from the block that stabbed its way to the top, or whatever had transpired. Dolores had seen enough violence to not really want any recount of it. Maybe that's what this entire experiment was about, how long before they all outright turned on each other.
"Mm, I got a wooden maze," she shared, for the sake of it. And she supposed it was a nice connection and a reminder of how far she'd come, but was mostly useless to her now. "What's a bodega?" she asked, "A place with a cat, I've heard? Is that where everyone is getting animals from?"