[There's a deep lump in her throat she can't quite swallow away, but she holds her ground, listening to what he has to say as his voice comes out quicker with each passing sentence. She tries to relax her own response as much as she wants to respond in kind.]
Why do I feel like you're trying to attack me with this somehow? [Maybe because that's what she does. Or what she did. The reflex has faded some in the last month or two of her stay. But there are times she would push truth and facts so hard at someone, just waiting for them to leave like she knew they would.]