Troy was all about the bossy questions. He'd keep on asking them as long as the Phoenix stuck around to answer, because (as unsettling as it was to talk to something potentially not-Jean) when would the opportunity come again to speak to this shadow of whatever was inside her? "How does she break?" Because he was not a psychologist, and if it were mental he'd need to consult one. Troy was doing his best, and he had empathy enough, but he wasn't trained to work with the mind.
He understood places. Their evolution, how they served the people who lived in them. Much as he missed the reference, Troy could agree that he'd probably need some eye-opening.