"I can imagine," Bonnie agreed. She dealt with crazy on a regular basis so it wasn't any different to her really; well, maybe the being imprisoned part, despite this place being open and full of amenities. Her food looked quite appetizing and the smell of it was enough to make her mouth water.
When he was done with the ketchup bottle, Bonnie reached for it and put some on her burger and then some onto her plate to dip her fries into. "At least you're getting used to it and becoming more open to the idea. Better than freaking out." She laughed a little, picking up a fry and dipping into the ketchup before eating it. "You seem to be the kind of guy who can keep his cool. Am I right?"