I was there when he died. [It might have given her closure, but seeing him take his last breaths was not easy. Her jaw is tight, trying to not let too much of her emotions spill out. She doesn't handle it well, and just remembering his death is having a very strong emotional reaction.]

I've been on my own since I was fifteen. I don't want to eat. [She's a dominant anyway. It seems nearly everything is just given to her, but as harsh as she wants to sound, she isn't dismissing his advice. Maybe it's because he looks so much like her father, and it's something he would say, something he would worry himself over.]

I'm sorry for your family though. Who you lost.