"Doesn't that fuckin' figure." You just have to laugh at something like that. In a way, she feels better about her own contract. Signing up for a year to get out of the dissolving city, when no one else was offering a ride, isn't something to regret.

"Still... That's not all that bad," she considers, eyes going distant and mercenary as she considers what she might do with that power. "If you can do that just once a day, even once a week, bringing someone back? Lotta people have lost someone important to them. You could rake in some serious gratitude, whether it's money, or just... favors money can't buy."