"Now Chloe, there's no need to overreact... you've probably seen the news reports like everybody else, that must be it. Well, it was nothing like they said! Just... everyone was very calm. They had us sit down together in a room, and gave us water. They were friendly, I felt. They wouldn't let us hurt oursel-- nobody tried to hurt us, is what I mean.
I don't get why everyone I talk to is always so irrational about it! The other people, those UN workers who were there, they understood though. It was... look, I'm feeling kind of tired, Chloe."
"Oh...I'm...I'm sorry, Mom." Chloe recognized the slip. The 'hostage takers' either were on their side, or someone had tried to hurt themselves. This was very confusing. "I was...just scared. I thought you were in danger." Chloe had taken on her confrontation posture, looking at the ground, wiggling her feet, wringing her hands, blushing. "I won't...I won't bother you about it."
"Yes, everything will be alright. That's what's important. Umm... what was I going to talk about...
Oh, we're finally getting close to unveiling our project over here. It was a lot of hard work, but I think it should pay off for us very soon! Then I can get away from this city and down to Ark to, uh, see you. That will be good, won't it?"
It sounds like a question she's worried to hear the answer to.