She manages a little smile. "Thanks. And sorry, that's ... I mean, that's so much feels like a huge understatement, considering." Fourteen million and change of anything is more than most human brains can hold, she's well aware. "I'm just a PhD student from Berkeley, you know, would have had a very boring life if I hadn't been the result of hugely illegal experiments, could happen to anybody."

(It's a joke. Sort of.)

"Anyway. Sorry to get all dark on you, we were supposed to be toasting to your hot girlfriend and your new deluxe accommodations. But. I'm sorry all that happened to you, too." Because under the circumstances, she's not sure if anyone from his home would have been in a position to say that, either because they didn't know what he'd been through or because they'd been coping with their own trauma.