[ She sighs a bit; here he goes undermining his own worth again. She knows he's just recalling another time, but of course Rex wouldn't have turned him away. Even then. ]

It's not like it makes you impossible to live with. It's just different. You might as well call it...really weird insomnia. [ And that's what she has, really, so it's not as if she's unfamiliar.

She knows it makes him worry, but if they're on this topic, she might as well get a little more information. ] You don't...worry about Rex abandoning you or anything still, do you? Willingly, I mean.