It's not hard to guess he's holding back, but she respect that. Despite that she talks a lot, she was actually extremely tight lipped about the important things. In fact, half the time talking a lot was a way in which to either distract someone, or get them to accidentally open up. Neither of which she was trying to do at that moment. She simply purses her lips and nods to his few words.

"Easier said than done. People have tried to get into the building and they just can't. And people, like yourself arrive ready to tear down the place to get their answers, no one's been successful. It's more than just that though. The thing most people won't tell you here, is that we are in a damn war. People like to pretend that we can get out of this by playin' by their rules. Some of the folks who ended up here are down right pacifists, and none of the horrible things that they attack us with seem to change their minds. It's the sleepers, as they call us, versus the townsfolk." She feels a growing agitation from the desire to touch the wheels again, and pulls out a cigarette and lights it to calm her nerves.

"Let's get out of here, I'm beginnin' to feel cramped."