She shakes her head. "There's gotta be a way out of here. Or - or if we can stop all of them. Take their arms and legs off."

Like with the dead. If you kill them all, you can leave. It's just living long enough to kill them all that becomes a problem.

But that's irrelevant in the face of his question. Surprise is written on her face despite the shadows, and something else - something more closed-off. "I used to. Do you?"