Once she's parsed the first bit, she nods, relieved. So Johnny didn't attack the Balladeer in earnest; that's good news. But what follows is a bit more difficult to translate, in part because her understanding of what he used to do is a little vague, at best. She'd thought he knew their stories because he was forced to repeatedly view them. Is that... is that wrong?

"You sang about Guiteau," she says, her tone wavering from dutiful repetition - see, she remembers - and growing confusion. "About what he'd done, and why he'd done it, because you... knew. You can--you can still do that? With people besides the assassins, people just," she makes an all-encompassing gesture, "out in the city?" That doesn't seem possible, not unless he's repeating days without anyone noticing. And Johnny's nothing like Guiteau; he would never demand that someone sing his life story from the rooftops.