[Her lips part slightly at the change that she only just caught. Hm.]

[His words make her pause, then cause a small, wry smile to sneak on to her lips. She shakes her head.]

There are many, many things worse than that. [For someone who cares more for the suffering of others than their own, anyway. The thing is... she spent her whole life being denied literally almost everything that was not essential to staying alive. In the life she lead before the tower, she never had parents, never had friends, never had a 'real' life or even existence. She never had freedom, or the chance to grow up - or even the right to desire those things. Compared to all of that, this is nothing. Those things may not all be obvious to the naked eye, but there's a hint of it when she says,] But maybe it's not fair for me to say that. I never had it in the first place. [Not truly, so thus she could not lose it.] Besides... no one gets what they want all the time. If I hadn't learned that by now--... [with all the experience she's had on the subject,] ... I'd have to call myself a fool.