do you feel anything about what you did to your father...? and no, i'm not talking about rex. I think we both know who I'm speaking of... do you feel anything about that? Any...regrets? Especially with how stuff wound up for you in the end anyway?
"Do you genuinely think that I'd consider morituri Rex ,my grandfather, in such a light after everything he has made me done, everything he has put me through? Let alone what I SUSPECT him of?! I'm glad that he's out of my life, let alone dead." But this answer does nothing to deflect her own feelings.
Luger had been the legion's best effort in generations to ever escape the twilight cage, and even more importantly, he was her father. An absent, damaged father, but a father none the less.
No one could come back from what she had done, no matter the justifications, no matter the reasons. She had remained haunted by this life changing action to this day, everytime she stared at herself in a mirror and looked at her burnt fur, once a beautiful shade of pink.
And so, she choose to remain silent. This in itself was already a telling answer.