"Mental... Degradation..? n-No, but... It doesn't feel right sharing a name with her." Dorothy shook her head slightly as she explained, following the man's lead as quietly as she could. "I'd rename myself, but... I'm bad at naming. Hence why the terrible person gets the terrible name, I guess?" She forced herself to breathe deeply and calm down, managing to keep herself from being a stuttering mess for longer.

"...Jeez. Poor guys..." She sighed and furrowed her brows as she learned of the Jasons' fates. "I wish I could help them. But, h-hey, I guess that explains why I really don't like looking at the first Dorothy? I... should probably avoid her more, now, though." She shuttered as she moved along, grimacing slightly. "The Jasons'... They won't listen to reason, would they? I thought I made it clear over the PA that I'm not... [i]her[/i]. I guess it could be that she's worse than I know of? i-If so, please don't fill me in."

"Don't worry, I don't intend on making any more clones," She explained quietly as she moved through the halls, occasionally glancing back at the man, and his weapon. "I'd maybe consider if if everyone else was dead- I, um... Being alone isn't something I like at all- but even then, I have no idea how to do that, and it really... It's starting to feel more and more wrong." With a glance away, she tensed her jaw; she felt bad about admitting her lack of knowledge; as if she was letting someone down. 

"...You mean, the first-first one? The not-clone? Or, the body I found by command?" Dorothy blinked, trying to decide which one he meant. "...Sorry for asking about so much. I have some memories from the first Dorothy- do you mind if I call her prime? Just, um, for my sanity- but not all. Just enough to not get lost too easy, to remember some names and roughly what everyone was supposed to do... And to remember how crazy she was about her work." She tried not to lead on about how she remembered bits of the beginning of the mission, or how those memories only served to make her feel bad about everything. "I, um, I guess she did have her own goals, though. I mean, I'd assume so."

Nervously, she took a deep breath as she entered the medical bay once more. She approached the medical terminal. "Ok, so, um, while I try to get this thing going, can you explain what happened? There's laser holes and blood everywhere and your chip is in command and-" She caught herself speeding through her words again, and paused. "Um, Everything's really confusing. I just woke up... It feels like forever, but it's probably closer to an hour or less ago. The blood everywhere and the two bodies I found really... set me on edge, and I'd like to know what happened?" She glanced to him, before mustering all her focus into recalling how to work the machine, to help Chris.