[What she meant was normal, in the human flesh variety and less about his life-- something she'll regret not making clearer later. She never thought his desire was wrong, just that it differs from hers.
But she doesn't dwell on those thoughts now, they don't even come into her head. She just feels... happy that she hurt him? No, that can't be right. She's just still angry.] Poor you. [Almost sneering, she's glad to see him go.]