“It’s not that bad” [proceeds to describe something pretty fucked up]

Pepper and Avery are in their dorm room. It’s still nighttime. They’re leaning against Pepper’s bed. A small blue flame floats over them, casting some light in the dark room.
Avery: I get worried about her.
Pepper: Go after her, then.
Avery: …No. She wants to do this so bad. And what’s the worst that could happen?
Pepper: Well, they could throw her in the quiet room.
Avery: You’re just trying to scare me.
Pepper: It’s not that bad. It’s just a room where they throw kids who are having like…  meltdowns with their magic. Because what else can you do with them, right?