She stops and looks over her shoulder then looks away. There's an unnerving amount of honesty coming out of his mouth and she struggles to face it. Part of her wants to dryly ask how he knows but what comes out of her mouth instead is, "I'm nothing special." Debatable how human she considers herself these days, technically.

All she did was get him an umbrella. Still, she recognizes something in him maybe he too doesn't want to admit. "You're braver than you give yourself credit for, if you're willing to go out in the rain at all." She starts walking again. "If what you said is true."