[She could have tried and insisted on her humanity, but Monts had given up a while ago. These days, she certainly felt more human than not. But the thing under her skin is a constant reminder of that uncertainty and it didn't feel correct to be called human anymore. It's why she tries not to take it personally when someone, like Vincent, happens to sense something off about her.

She smiles at him rather kindly to assure him that she wasn't offended.]

It's alright. You're not the first one to tell that I'm an odd duck. I'm impressed really.

[She gives him another thoughtful look before asking herself:]

Are you quite alright though? Most people tend to be confused when they come in here for the first time, but you seem a bit out of it.