In the mood for a drink?
Never turned one down before.
Especially if that’s a cup of coffee.
But this new instructor might have a stick up their ass.
Alright. I should probably get going. My lunch is finished and I have to go teach a class.
Right. Well then. I’ll see you around.
Seeya around Zeke.
I believe you. No need to defend yourself to me.
Well, just… making sure.
"That’s a good mind set,"
"Tell that to the shrinks."
"Me too." She told him. "I had a trainer but I used them constantly on the streets. It was a nice neighborhood really." Her voice was laden with sarcasm at the last comment, and she turned around to roll her eyes at him. "They have showers for that, you know? You’ve made the floor wet."
"But you’re not a foster care brat, right?" He asked with a laugh as he looked her up and down. Scanning over, hoping to catch something he missed. Ian breathed out and shook his head as he glanced down. "I’m going to shower too, just wanted to cool off. I’m a bit of a hot head."
"Well, being a pilot, you put your life as risk when you’re in the jaeger. You’re not sure if you will make it out alive."
"Dying is really the last thing I’m scared of."
I believe you mean psycho analyze, and no. I have no intention of doing so.
Well yeah that.. Sorry and good cause I don’t wanna hear it.
It’s not a hero complex or whatever. I just wanna help people.
May I venture so far as to ask if Kirk is one of your childhood heroes?
Well, Mr. Spock, You’re spot on.
So is Batman. Gonna psycho analysis me?
But the fact it happens at all means there’s something faulty with the rules. Anybody can play by the rules and get by.
Being creative enough to find a way to bend them? To do more? That’s talent.