You always make these kinds of calls when you know absolutely nothing about what you're dismissing? [Elizabeth certainly isn't interested in telling her life story either, not when she's already irate at J and depressed about everything else.] Once you've been tortured and subjected to procedures you never wanted or needed for six months straight, you can come talk to me. But I highly doubt you'd want to.

Maybe you do, I don't. And there's nothing wrong with that. [At this point, she'd believe Ivan's reassurances before she took J's advice.]