"I'd give them more of a break if it didn't center around 'jerking Georgia around'. They're both decent enough, to me, until they start discussing what I should do around the other without giving me enough information to make a choice." She grinned, "Yeah, Molly complained too much for that to be the case. Though 10 years. Yeah, that explains some of their issues." So deal with it. Or that was her opinion.
"You look damn good for fifty, but you know that." Georgia shrugged, and followed his gaze out the window. Habit. If somebody was looking at something, there might be a reason, "But yeah, your idea of time and dying will be different."
"Oh, sure, I want to. I want to do a lot of things that are a shitty idea. I can't do them; somebody has to be responsible." She grinned slightly and crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair.