"It is," Katie agreed, having always loved the water. From afar. It was so inviting, so tempting, that there had certainly been a few times in her life where she'd tried to brave the ocean. She rarely ever got more than a few steps in. Being submerged was out of the question, of course. She didn't even know how to swim.
When he spoke of his work, Katie looked back to him with a look of interest. "What do you do?"
As Nayan went on, Katie grinned, though of course her mind was ever at work, wondering why he needed a little morale booster. Then again, these days, who didn't? "I would say so. Therapists can be very stressful, tiring folk." As said by the therapist. Hey, Katie was a hypocrite. While being told many times that she ought to consider a little therapy herself, she had always hotly refused. She was the therapist, she was the fixer, and everyone else could just bugger off.