Yeah, that's a good point. I've had to postpone the health check-ins for now, so maybe now's a good time to see where Arwen's at. Beck's idea was great, too—I'd sleep a little better at night knowing everything I know is written down somewhere, although I'm still gonna have nightmares about people getting hurt and my being unable to fix them, or me getting hurt and nobody being able to fix me. Comes with the territory.

I remembered the Oregon thing, but I'm still counting you among the scrappiest of the scrappy folk! Good Lord, what was I like? Got top grades but hated school 'cause it bored me. Worked at my parents's restaurant on the rougher side of Chicago. Never started a fight, but I sure could finish 'em. You?

You know what? Possibly, yeah. Did they have that mango salsa?