She pauses.

They're on such fragile ground right now, she isn't sure if her comments on Urquhart would be welcomed. So she begins with his question, giving it serious thought.

"When a sparrow is wounded, her mate will bring her food knowin' that she can't get to it on her own. When we're hurt, sometimes we forsake the simplest necessities. It's — part of grievin'. Perhaps somewhere along the line it became second nature t'meet hardship with sustenance."