[ Oh finally. Someone is speaking her language! And to think she'd been missing her geology book for the lack of pure, clinical, easy-to-understand, scientific jargon. ]

Then - my suspicions are warranted. Aren't they? Even Mother says people are more like animals than they want to admit. And she would know. If people haven't learned how to - how to be good in all this time...

[ But she looks down. Because despite all this and despite her own words she'd really been starting to like the Outside World and the feeling of trusting others. It felt nice not to fear everything. ] I really...can't expect any better of this city. Can I?