Her first instinct was to say she was fine and deflect to another topic. She knew that wasn't healthy though and also that he would know she was full of shit.
"I... am really fucking tired," Darcy said after a long moment. "Tired of being jerked around by who or whatever is in charge of this place. Tired of being made to do things that I would never actually do because I don't remember who I am. And tired of feeling like I'm doing it on my own."
The people she was closest to kept disappearing. Wanda was around, but dealing with her own stuff and Darcy didn't want to dump on her. No one else from home actually knew her and it made her feel lonely.