So, maybe Bobbi just wanted her own Liam Neeson to come rescue her, or partner up with her on her long, lonely journey through ghost town where they fall in love and kick ass until he sacrifices his life for her and the credits roll. She sighed wistfully, saying goodbye to that fantasy, accepting that a cold and self-absorbed James Bond was probably her destiny before all of the cats and eventual kill shot through the gut. This was definitely not what her mother planned for her.
"Investigation into the cause of the outbreak, lost in the jungle," she tried instead, not so enthusiastic about that one with only a thoughtful one shoulder shrug. "Still have a team, but just to witness my involvement in the excursion and mysterious disappearance," she said, counting off the pros on one hand before realizing the fantastic possibilities she had overlooked when she started. Lighting up, she concluded, "And all they can find is a shrunken head and an abandoned camp sight, with no obvious path of departure. Poof."