I suppose I do better when I'm helping other people. [She likes helping. It makes her feel...whole, in a way. And it allows her to not focus on her own weird problems for once.]

...I don't think you're that weird. [Because she feels like that point needs to be reiterated or something.] You're pretty kind. Thank you for helping me and getting me away from there.

[The building and weird memory bullshit, she means.]