It's a paltry comfort, one she understands logically but doesn't feel. It's one thing to be a mutant with powers and abilities. It's another to know that your DNA is different but for all intents and purposes being the same as any other human. She might as well be trying to claim what a huge difference there is between scarlet and crimson.

"Perhaps physically I am the same, but who and what I am would be different. My identity would be altered dramatically," she says quietly, following with another slow breath, and another besides that. "Would it not be the same for you, if our powers never returned?"

The question she gives is curious rather than accusatory. She isn't trying to win an argument, but rather discuss this openly. The more dispassionately she can manage it, the better.