[ "lucky," is it? he isn't sure if such words could really be fitting for someone who had legitimately experienced actual death. it's both parts ironic, and also a bit... it isn't that he sympathizes exactly, or maybe it is exactly a bit of that.

but, considering she seems the sort who wouldn't necessarily appreciate such sentiments, he seems to temper his response. ] Then, perhaps, you can call that its own version of satisfaction. [ of being okay with the person she is. is this projection? maybe just a little, but more in a way of him not fully understanding what she found so ... disdainful about herself. ] I figure it is difficult to survive in the world without changing oneself to some degree.

While I do not much of your past, I do think it sounds like you have a lot to be proud for. [ it's clear at the very least she was a woman with a certain drive. who was probably a lot more resilient than he would ever know.

a pause, before: ] Ah, do not misunderstand me, my lady. Knowing you, I am sure you are simply thinking I find you amusing... [ he is being genuine. at the very least, he has no shame in admitting someone is impressive. ]