"I'm really sorry that you had to go through that. I can't imagine... It's my worst nightmare, really, living in a place with that little choice." She glances out of the window at the City beyond. The idea of these curses essentially stripping them of choice in how to even act left her with a similar distaste, and she downs the rest of her scotch. "It's a testament to you, though, that you overcame all of that."