"Overwhelming sounds like a good one." Part of her wanted to point out that even the human beings were treated as subhuman, but she didn't feel that would be as helpful to him right now. Instead, she allows a certain degree of conversational meandering. "Overwhelmed... I wonder, do you think you can ever be just whelmed? Or even underwhelmed? No one ever talks like they are."

Her lips quirked up as she looked toward the milling crowd of bodies, organized into another semi-familiar dance. "Think we can bring it into popular use? 'I was pleasantly whelmed by our reception.'"

She looked to Donatello, quirking up an eyebrow and waiting for a response. Perhaps a rejoinder?