His grief and even anger on her behalf is, like so much of this, unexpected but appreciated. Humans aren't capable of understanding how much she suffers under the rift and this universe's intrinsically jarring nature, and their sympathy can offer no real comfort. But their sincere concern and acknowledgement of her distress are still something rare, after centuries of most companions only caring when her troubles or malfunctions inconvenienced them.

"Significantly, yes," she confirms, feeling it somehow important for him to understand that however impressive he thinks she is now, this is only a fraction of her usual splendor and capabilities. And, perhaps, that the ship he was so fond of had little chance against the rift, regardless of how formidable it may have been in his universe or how much he may have tried to help it. "The Doctor repaired me as much as he could and helped adjust my systems to the many vexing limits this universe's fundamental structures impose upon me. We manage, as we always have." And that is a true comfort, if not as much as it really should be, but perhaps it can temper Rush's concern for her as well.