The smile she offers him is small but sympathetic. And grateful. Of all the platitudes he could have offered, at least this one she sort of believes is genuine. She's only just met him, but he doesn't strike her as the type to offer that kind of thing without it having some element of truth to it.

"No one should have to know what that's like," she comments sadly before starting to work on her right arm. It's a bit more difficult than the other since she isn't using her dominant hand, but she's had a lot of practice at this by now. "As for this... This place doesn't like me using my powers."