If the gentle smile on her face is anything to go by, CT takes it as intended, not at patronizing. "Thank you. It's... I've been lucky, I think; I've met good people here, people who've helped."

One person more than others, and CT has this look on her face for a moment—a deep fondness—before she seems to catch herself and rearrange her features into something less sappy.

"It's all day by day, but I'm sure you know that well enough. There's still a lot I'm working through, but it's... well, a lot of it's things like remembering I can trust people. Remembering that I don't need to lie anymore, being... honest."

The hardest part is dealing with her mortality, but she's not going to bring that up now; Carolina clearly holds enough guilt over her death without CT reminding her that she's probably nothing but data.

"Which uh— I should probably be up front about some of what I know. About... you." This isn't pleasant for either of them, she's sure, but the last time she held back about knowing something like this about someone, it blew up in her face. So much yelling from Church... "Who you are."