[Okay, she hadn't honestly expected the question to be turned around on her. The Puppydog Eyes turn into a puzzled look.]
I don't actually know. I want to be, and I can be at moments, certainly. I'm happy being here with you, just as I am with the others. [And a bit overwhelmed, but hey.] And when it's quiet at night, I can ignore my problems and just draw or sit quietly. I feel happy then, too.
But there's a lot that's troubling and upsetting. I've had to push out of my comfort zone so much, so fast.
So... I am, but only half the time? [Feelings, yo.]