Her eyes hood a little, automatic sympathy that runs a little deeper than 'oh, you're sometimes a janitor?', mostly due to an inherit lack of trust in anything to do with organised military. It lacks the context of Israel or, indeed, any Earth that goes without ludicrous and unnuanced oppression against superhumans, but is no less sincere for it. Still, she also comes from a background where obtaining an amazing career was never the mark of a fulfilled existence--

"Well, if you need any help with where to drift next, I've made friends a little with-- some people. The Employment Office people. I don't mind gaming the system."