"If I don't make myself useful, then what good am I? Just squatting in a body someone else could be putting to better projects, could be working harder, could be enjoying..." She presses her lips together and shakes her head, letting lanks of messy hair swing over her eyes.

"It's a nice thought, Pájaro, but it doesn't mean much." She smiles just a little, faintly. "But thank you for it anyway."