[Sonic may have had more years of experience as far as Dreamerhood goes, but Hanako's got the dubious honor of having more first-hand encounters with this sort of thing. It doesn't exactly feel like something to brag about, though-- sure, he's hopped into people's physical bodies a lot, but having trawled through more than one person's psyche now felt... invasive. Wrong. A person was entitled to at least the privacy of their own mind and feelings, and even poking through a symbolic version of it felt iffy. Granted, that could be his own opinions coloring that view, but...

He glances over at the other boy when he finally speaks up, surprised he didn't opt for a wise crack or two. But then... this was sort of a hard thing to joke about, wasn't it? At least, not if you weren't totally heartless, anyway. He dwells on the question for a moment or two, before finally:]

... kinda hard to say. People get real weird about things that aren't their business, though.

[He should know-- he had enough experience on that front. Not that it ever got as nasty as the barbed words and insults carved upon this desk, but it was quieter sort of exclusion all the same. At least Promised Academy was relatively more accepting, although it did help to have some friendly faces around, too.]

Maybe something happened with her dad, and it lead to this? Feels kind of like overkill for something she probably had no control over, though.