"There is a difference," she replies perhaps a little too harshly, though her ire isn't directed at him. "But you would not have enough mind left to realize it." Johnny may be unstable and abused, but she saw nothing that would indicate he isn't fundamentally himself anymore. His kindness and his soul's innocuousness are proof of that.

Speaking of which, the sight of him burying his face in the little rabbit finally reminds her that he's radiating distress, and anger isn't what he needs from her right now. Her bearing becomes a little softer, and she rests a hand on his shoulder in a gesture she hopes is somewhat comforting. "I will do what I can to keep you safe, especially here in the telepathic current." With a small, sympathetic smile she adds, "And you are not falling apart. Human minds are very resilient, to a degree that is incredible even to me."