She could have yelled, or snapped, or swore at him - in any language she was comfortable in. She didn't. That's enough progress for him for a day. It was never his intention to tell her what she should and should not do. Only to suggest, from his own experience, that she won't find what she's looking for going down the path she's so intent on.

"This place isn't doing us any good," Doc gripes. Not for their sanity and not for their hopes of getting out of here. "I will be leaving shortly. Perhaps you would like to, too. Perhaps I can invite you for some food?"