Madoka going right for the jugular and she doesn't even know it. The breath he draws in is a little bit shaky.

"I know. The people what did it to 'em tied me to that chair back there while they was doin' it. I couldn't do nothin'. Not a damn thing."

So it hurt precisely because of the helplessness. Even that little bit feels like too much to tell a girl her age. But it just slips out, the brutal honesty of it. She's seen enough bad that she should know things like that happen, though.

"I'm sorry, Angel. I've had a whole lot happen an' this place is messin' me up. But I'm gonna do my best to keep it together for ya here, alright? We're almost out of it."