She takes in that anger without comment, assuming it has to do with the other person from his world. With the mess she's stayed out of. She doesn't really think anyone would be angry on her behalf.

And she shrugs. "We use a tool in our transformations. Mine was corrupted, so I came back different. I couldn't go home anyway, so it doesn't much matter what shape I took. This one serves me well enough." She's gotten used to it.