Somewhere off behind her, her monsters were lumbering closer, the whispers getting louder again, He lies, you weren't worthy of their attention, you weren't anything without an AI.

But it wars with what he's saying and what she knows about him - first and foremost being that he's a terrible liar. That alone helps her pull a little from the threatening despair.

"Yeah?" It's tentative, a little seeking, but breaking aware from the previous tension she'd held.