Not trusting herself to talk, Kitty nodded because she did know where he was going, and she really didn't want to be that person who went around scaring everyone. It was hard picturing herself out of her caretaker role, though, that had been her purpose for so long. Maybe that was the problem, she frowned, she put so much into that responsibility when she felt like she'd lost everything else that she lost herself in the process. Blinking tears out of her eyes, Kitty looked up at the rocket above them, let out a shaky breath and dropped her gaze on her fidgeting fingers tugging at the loose string sticking out of the fabric on her knee.
"Lately I've just, if I'm not that person, if I'm not caring for people or fixing things, I don't know who I am. And that sounds terrible--it is terrible, but that's how I feel, and I don't know when that happened. When I lost all other facets of myself." Because it certainly felt like something she'd been contending with for a long time. Maybe even before the Earth got swallowed up and everyone's lives along with it. Kitty chewed on her lip and hiccuped, looking up at Jasper from under watery lashes. "And now I just scare people," she mumbled, but managed a broken chuckle.