[Mikan just looks at him. One of the things she'd grown very good at was reading faces, and though she often tended to misinterpret what she saw into the worst possible light, sometimes it was right. She didn't know if she was actually right in assuming he was lying, but she generally assumed people were when they said anything positive about her.

So she gives him a skeptical look before looking away, her eyes a little sharper as she tries to figure out the best course of action next. If they did have a body or something, she could at least have performed an autopsy or something. Maybe it wasn't the nicest thing, but she sort of hoped they stumbled across one sooner or later.]

I think it'd be worse... if people got to know me... [She half-mumbles, trailing off. It's partly bad self-esteem speaking and partly the truth.] B-but, so long as I let people do what they want, then... Then maybe it won't be so bad for me... Everyone's already been so nice!

[She laughs, though it's a little uncertain, but she smiles anyhow like this is
a totally normal thing to be talking about] No one's cut my hair or pushed me in the mud or thrown things at me... Or, well, none of the other Reclaimer people have!