[She no-sells the question of kindness. The fact of the matter is, she's neither good at acting kind or being kind, personal problems of hers she figures should become readily apparent once anyone gets to deal with her at any length.]

I'm not one for long and boring discussions on things I don't care about, either. I doubt I'd be bothering with this one, normally ...

[She lights her arms up and stretches, thinking, idling in one place.] But ... your Mister Brande makes a good salesman. It's not his fault I've met idealists before. Plenty will stake their lives on causes they believe in. That doesn't mean their beliefs are true.

You're not an idealist, though. [It's not a question. It's an observation. Even if he didn't go ahead and confirm it about himself just now, it's something coming across anyway.]

So how did they win you over?