With absolutely no skills that would be able to help security, and nearly even less to help with the medical side of things, Az had not volunteered to help in either service. Instead she was left missing her work, something she could do and fiddle with marketing schemes until they were perfect.
Here she had nothing really to distract herself with, hitting the gym every morning was less a joy than a way to exercise until she felt like dropping. Which was why, after a shower, and having slipped into one of Jeb's shirts and a pair of underwear, she was napping on the chaise in the sitting room.