[She has to pull her hand out from the admittedly, incredibly awkward angle that kind of hurts for her arm to be at she's using to feel around in there. Yep, that's one very empty chest cavity. She begins massaging her upper arm a little. Least she knows she's not getting any answers. So she'll just, roll with it.]
"But you're a scientist. Gotchya. What kind of stuff do you science up then?"
[Science up is not the correct term, she realizes this. She also doesn't care. Her Father was a scientist, but he didn't exactly program every piece of his knowledge into her. Even if that would have been convenient.]
no subject
[She has to pull her hand out from the admittedly, incredibly awkward angle that kind of hurts for her arm to be at she's using to feel around in there. Yep, that's one very empty chest cavity. She begins massaging her upper arm a little. Least she knows she's not getting any answers. So she'll just, roll with it.]
"But you're a scientist. Gotchya. What kind of stuff do you science up then?"
[Science up is not the correct term, she realizes this. She also doesn't care. Her Father was a scientist, but he didn't exactly program every piece of his knowledge into her. Even if that would have been convenient.]