Nayan smiled at the lift of Katie’s pale brows, the little up tic of her mouth as she voiced her compliments and appreciated her civility. He understood what he did wasn’t especially exciting, certainly if he didn’t segue into the details of what his job title unofficially included. Death wasn’t a topic of conversation you brought up lightly for first-time conversation. Nayan’s enthusiasm for his work sometimes ran against the interest and comfort of others; who were either disappointed that nothing they’d seen on Bones had anything to do with what he did or were uncomfortable with the topic of the unnamed dead.
“I agree,” he said warmly. “Which is why I find the idea of this examination so absurd. But I’m here with the sunshine and the relaxation like you said so I’m perfectly happy as of now.” Or he would be, he was certain, after he had some time to settle in. Time, in his opinion was all he needed really. “So Katie, what do you do in the real world?”