[He wouldn't agree with her on the dullness. He has some fond memories of sitting around just reading with Jack's late wife —his best friend— before they grew too old and life became too complicated. That's the kind of story even Jack couldn't drag out of him though so he'll let the comment sit unchallenged.

Instead he tilts his head, listening. Rosalind really is brilliant and not just in a crunching numbers kind of way. Sofia (said bestie) had had a thing she liked to say about people. That they had a beautiful soul. He can definitely see it in Rosalind.

In today's questionable Tony nos: learned all his better social niceties from a dead woman. Welp. Least he doesn't share??]

You'll figure it out. Two hundred isn't a number to sneeze at far as communities go; you're not working alone. And the scientifically dim like myself can pick up the takeout tab when it's been a long...week. Sounds like a win-win to me.

"May you live in interesting times."