"Yeah, that was a little too true believer. Even for me." He rubbed the back of his neck. "It's not easy work, there's literal years of prejudice." His voice dropped all the soapbox affectation. "It's about the small victories, meeting with ministry officials, recognizing why past programs failed and how new programs could improve our lives." He felt himself getting hot. "I'd love to live in a world where I have the option to work where I want."
He didn't realize he was breathing heavily. "I'm 30." He tried to do the math trying to figure out how old she was based on when she was attacked.