In an attempt at a joke that she kind of already knows is going to fall flat even as she says it, "Why would anyone worry about me? She who has her shit together at all times always and has never had any problems in her entire life?"

Yeah that was bad. Fucking terrible, honestly. A blind man could see through that. Ugh, it's fine. It's... fine. The thumb rubbing totally isn't eroding what remains of her ability to be normal.

"...I mean, it's fine. I— get it. I know I— fuss, a lot. I just don't want to see you get yourself hurt. That's normal!"