Look at you.

[ Soft, rough-edged words full of a kind of strange, tender pride. Ange is falling apart in front of him, being torn to pieces, but she's here and whole and standing there, facing all of this. Mako knows how hard it is to get back up after being shoved down, and Ange has been shoved down more than he ever knew. ]

You're whole. You have a... whole life here, away from them. Looks to me like you're a lot more than any of them gave you credit for. You kept going.