"What do you want to do when you grow up Sev?" She asks him, as she nibbles gingerly on a piece of toast.
He cocks his head, "Why?"
"Just curious."
"I dunno. Never really thought about it. What about you?"
She chews her bite slowly, mulling it over as her breakfast slowly disintegrates. Finally, she swallows, "I want to be a healer."
It doesn't surprise him. She's smart, convicted. She could do it.
"I want to help people." She says, "Make a difference, you know? Merlin, that sounds corny."
"No it doesn't," he says, "It sounds like you."
