The way Five looks at her, you'd think she started speaking in tongues. It's impressive, actually. Days ago they narrowly held off a nuclear apocalypse, along with an army of field agents, and he saved his family from the deaths they seem so very intent on experiencing whenever he gives them half a chance, only to get thrown into this literal hellscape. And she manages to distract him from all that by being so very... enthusiastic.

Amazingly, he listens to her entire rambling story, if only to try to determine how her brain works. Maybe this is what trauma does to some people. Her way of coping in the fantasy world she creates for herself. (He obviously has no idea what that's about.)

It's some time after she stops speaking that he finally pipes up.

"That ought to do it." His tone isn't as sunny, but his curiosity lingers. Part of him wondering why they would take her in the first place. -- Then he decides he's giving this entirely too much thought. It's been a long day, he can be forgiven for letting himself be sidetracked. "And if that doesn't work, we can always toss him overboard."