"Nothing valuable," she assures him, and then adds, "Unless it seems appropriate."

Hasibe downs a decent fourth of her wine glass's contents, and then, with the glass still in hand, rises. She sways her way over to Bruce's side, tone still as conversational as ever. "I don't think there's a city on earth that hasn't got problems, but this place? It has problems. You know I don't do well with sitting idly by."