[ A soft nod. ] Yeah. There are things I was able to do but now can't. Don't know what they did to me, but it's gone. [ What I became and took ownership of… now what am I? ] Thought maybe you're feeling the same.

[ Wraith is metaphorically feeling a little unsteady on her feet—hollow—to say the least. Talking to someone, even if it might not go anywhere, helps center her mind.

Just in case she sounded a little insensitive, she adds: ] Arm looks good, though. It doesn't look like a machine. There's nothing wrong with that.