It's a coping mechanism she recognises immediately; often, she picks and chooses when to challenge it, depending on how much time they have - and how well she's coping, if she needs to be honest.

At the moment, stalking into that alley behind Scott, she's just profoundly, righteously offended.

"They shot me into pieces. They shot me into you." The line always blurs when she's like this, when they're unified in their fury.
"It could have been so much worse - "

She doesn't talk about D'Bari, very much. It's the most painful, horrific part of the Phoenix's legacy. But how can she not, in the face of this?

"I called for her on the shuttle." Has she ever framed it that way out loud? Even after Prosh made her face it, even to Scott? "I let her take my place. I was always meant for that and a world still died."

She swallows hard, all to aware of what else the fire is stirring up, the cramped shadows of the alley, Scott inches away from her.

"And I can't even regret it. Because it saved the universe, but more importantly, it saved the X-Men. It saved you."