"This city bothers me," she says, vaguely. "Things work too differently to what I'm used to. And yeah, that's pathetic newb whining coming from someone who's been here for way too long to still be doing pathetic newb whining, but it's only just started to piss me off."

Specifically, she means. In general, just being in Baedal pisses her off.

"I don't love the way fucking everything is a threat to me now, and maybe I'm kind of starting to like, fucking lose it. Leaving the fucking house mildly freaks me out." She stares at that moth, impassive. A practiced, jaded-yet-blank face.