(Because she catches it, she squints her eyes to let him know that they're revisiting this. Might not be today, might not be tomorrow. Might be right after she answers.)

This group of masked pains in my ass (because they're her version of superheroes—) who like to ruin my work (villainous activity—), and are now sucking up to me (—refusing to give her up and coming to the rallies because she is a hero???). Their leader was my only friend growing up, before Silco, but he— I guess he tried dealing with me, and one day, he stopped trying. Here.

(But that reminder of masks brings her attention back to his, and with a roll of her eyes, she gives it back along with a sigh.)

You didn't distract me of that one, by the way. You bottle everything up, don't you?