"I could, but I don't want to deal with death and crime if I don't have to," Angela admits sheepishly. The job that has now turned into a longtime career is less straining on her mentally, but the nightmares and the nausea and the emotional fatigue from seeing a side of humanity no one should still remain. "I want to see if my art takes me anywhere before I go for that last option."

His advice, though unrequested, is appreciated. Angela's quite the same; don't give her something she can't fix herself or give advice on how to fix. Otherwise, it's a great way to make her feel useless for the moment. Now on the train, she turns both physically and the conversation towards him. Angela, being herself, reaches out and taps his temple lightly. "So I take it you found something to do here with those engineer brains of yours?