She's quiet a moment, calm but pensive. "You know, my old teacher Miss Giddy said once she wondered if time hadn't been broken or bent in the Wasteland. There were terrible wars. Nuclear weapons that killed billions of people and damaged the land. I guess it's possible."

She shakes her head. "But that's too big for me. Better focus on fixing or fighting what's actually within my grasp."

"What about you? What do you do, back home?"