Myka accepted the cup graciously and settled for milk as well. She took a sip before answering Helena.
“I… haven’t thought that far ahead?” she admitted with a small embarrassed smile. Myka was usually the one with a plan. And usually she could come up with a new plan on the spot. But crossing dimensions, being uprooted from all her family (save Claudia and HG), had been a bit of a blow. She figured she would take the rest of the weekend to gather her bearings again, and then setting out to organize that next stage of settling in.
“I guess I could always see what the local law enforcement needs.” Though, as Myka said it, she made a slight face. Something about the suggestion didn’t hold promise for Myka. She wasn’t sure why, just then, she would have to think about that.