Though she's no longer concerned with the immediate danger of of something getting her when she can't see, thanks to the Psiioniic's light, she still lingers by the wall, mostly for the sake of ease. And it's a lot better to have your back to something that can't actually try to kill you from behind.

She does look a little guilty however. Most of the time if she realizes that someone would be uncomfortable with her having a view into their heads she tries to let it happen as little as possible, but that's not exactly an option for them right now.

"It's okay. I understand. I don't like it either. I've seen that man in the training center, but I don't know his name."

What must it be like, though, to just regularly see people dying without ever really knowing them? If it was her she probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

There's a pause, in which some of that guilt shifts into uncomfortable apprehension. Like she's unsure if she should go on. Apparently, the desire to be honest wins out.

"I could do that if I wanted to, but I never do. Other people have done enough to my mind."

Even now she's not sure how much of the stuff in her head is real or fabricated. She would never put someone else through that unless they did something horrific enough to deserve it.