Ellie smiled back, shrugging. "It's not for everyone. I spent much more time in the lab than with people, though."
She wondered if she'd ever regret that.
Probably not. Honestly, if it still seemed useful -- if anyone still wanted to ask the questions that had made her research meaningful -- Eloise was sure she'd still be at it. It was strange to assume you'd found your passion, and then find it completely irrelevant. There was a lot to study about zombies, but there was also a lot to grapple with when it came to the idea of purpose.
"I don't mind weird," Ellie admitted. "Most of the time I question whether it exists."
Ireland. She'd thought so, maybe; then again she was horrid with accents, and often offended people when trying to place them. "Oh. Yes. But it's wonderful anyway, I think. Medicine." A thing that made sense. A thing that could be measured.