She's almost sorry about his answer, but...not quite. She isn't lashing out at him or anything, but it's hard to be sorry for something being uncomfortable after all of that. Well, there it is anyway. Now he knows. And Malcolm knows. And neither of them tried to talk her out of it. That does matter to her, though she's not about to say something like hey, so thanks for not talking me out of this bullshit.

"I hope you can someday," she says, instead of whatever scathing or flippant remark comes to mind first. She likes Neal, really. She's not sure what to do with the parents comment, since she never knew hers either. She's not even sure who her dad was. Doesn't matter now.

"I think I should...pack it in, you know? Call it a day." That's enough rehashing the past for now. Or forever.