Optimism isn't bad- not when tempered with realism. I'm simply...not accustomed to looking on the brighter side of things. I prepare myself for the worst, brace myself for it, and live every day expecting some mode of crisis. In Paris? It made sense; I was a surgeon in a trauma ward. Something always went wrong, there was always a crisis.

Here...I do not need that wariness, yet I keep it because it is comfortable. But knowing you and Ben. Makes me think there is a better way.

[She shrugs. Takes another long sip of the wine.]

I will. I don't have much to move, honestly.