It's a good way to say it without raising the kind of suspicion that the Capitol seems to get from most things if they squint at it just right. Her smile quirks up at one side, appreciative of wording, even if she doesn't indicate as much.

"Someone tried to ask me something very personal on the network there. That Karkat made sure they knew why it wasn't okay."

Though her expression doesn't seem bothered by the memory. If anything, she almost looks a little fond, both for the people who had been on her side at the time and the dumbass doing the asking. It doesn't necessarily seem like a bad memory, at least.

"That was Siren's Port, Canada. The world with the monsters in the dark. At the time it was the third world I had been to." She stops to consider for a few moments, as if not completely sure of the details, before she adds a little more hesitantly, "This is the fifth."