As much as Amy would hate to admit that, then she would agree with him -- if he told her. Being confined in this place was one of the hardest things about it. Monsters and bad guys was something she could handle.

But honestly, she didn't want to hear what he had to say the moment he started going on about human life. She doubted he really knew its value. She eyed his collar, curious about his ability and what exactly he could do (besides murder and kill). But reminding herself this was probably an act was becoming difficult. The question threw her off.

Of course she knew what that was like. Maybe not what she was, but definitely who. Most people in her village thought she was a bit mad, or that she didn't belong. She never felt she did. After the Doctor came back, things might not have made much more sense, but Amy knew who she wanted to be.

She hesitated, thinking how best to answer. It was part of the game now. "I did. But it's not really a problem anymore."

Which wasn't exactly the truth, but it worked for her. She didn't want to relate to him.