(Although he is blocked up in her mind, it's not like she can't decipher what the combo of expressions and the tone of his voice means. She's just doing it so she doesn't have to feel it, it's a bomb of emotions that would distract her immensely from keeping herself true in this conversation.

Except, well. She's still Sophie. She's not particularly great at the talking, nor at the feelings part. She did say she isn't perfect.)

Yeah, see, I don't really give a shit about that.

(Soft, very smooth.)

I'm taking care of you because it doesn't matter if you are or you aren't. You're a mutant, you need me, so I'm here. It's much more a matter of whether you'll let me to take care of you than why would I wanna take care of you.