If he asked, she'd say sad as in unhappy.

She can only imagine what it'd be like, having no emotions, only a job--a very important job, but still... just wandering through life witnessing things but never connecting.

She blinks when Donald mentions her not remembering his change, especially when she finds she was unconsciously stroking October's cheek with the back of her fingers in a soothing gesture. It seems... oddly familiar, though.

"No, I don't remember. I didn't even know I was there for it. I thought Walter..." she trails off, confused.