[She can't help the slightly bitter laugh when he states she deserves better, although she does turn her hand over so she can return the squeeze to his. She does appreciate it, and she should try to show as much.]

I don't think people usually get what they deserve, for better or worse.

[Trask had managed to escape being killed despite all the mutants he'd mercilessly murdered -- all so that she could prevent the world from becoming an even worse place without him in it.

She glances down to their hands, stricken as always by how different a 'real' skintone looks against hers. She's ... not letting go of his, just yet.]

But -- thanks. I know this place isn't all bad, it's just hard a lot of the time.