[ an appreciative smile crossed her face then, brief, but still there. ] Thank you.

[ a pause, just quickly trying to find the right words for her thoughts. as she obviously isn't sure what is real or what isn't anymore. and trying to come off as a mad woman isn't something she is all too thrilled about. ] I don't know. Perhaps you're right. Names wouldn't matter if you were a projection. And I'm not sure you would even be willing to listen then. But I'm going out on a limb on assuming you aren't, so..