Jan wasn't looking forward to psych eval time. After all, there wasn't much of anything she felt there was to say on the subject. She was kidnapped for two weeks, and unconscious for scraps of it, and not at all mistreated when she'd been awake. That was it, and she figured putting it like that though would make whatever doctor was checking her think she was being purposefully flip.
And she had work to do.
She had a fucking robot to find.
When Jen wrapped her arms around her Jan couldn't help but lean her head towards hers. "Told you it would work." She gloated.