It's not much. Childhood is full of adults lying to you and putting off difficult conversations, and that didn't end when she stopped thinking of herself as a child. But... it's nice to hear him a little relieved, to remember she can do good for people as well as harm them. She tosses the bag haphazardly inside her room- because surely he would've mentioned if they exploded on impact- giving him an up-nod.

"Had this argument, I'm not smart, but I'll look at it."

If there's nothing else to add, she shuts the door without ceremony, wanting to be alone with herself once again.