[is she? like... yeah, a little bit. she keeps saying she needs some kind of direction in her life but now that the entire world is opening up to her, she sure as hell hasn't taken advantage of any of it. christ, this ain't what she wanted to think about tonight. her finger traces the rim of her glass.]

Paramedic doesn't sound bad. If this robot thing pans out right, the lungs won't be a problem either. [she's speaking quietly; she'll lose all her excuses, basically. her head tilts towards Freya, and she speaks up.] The chick in my memories fought giant robots and I have to believe it was to stop them from killing everyone. Cards on the table here, I just wanna feel like I'm keeping people safe from stuff like that.