"Who says I don't work during meals?" he asked, with a tiny smile. There were turns and chores, but he rarely got to do much, because his phone was in his hand most of the time, even when there was nothing to read. Not having it meant the possibility of missing something.
"A little of both. I'm used to working around the clock." Of course at home, he had his wife who forced him to stop and enjoy life, unlike here, where his only goal was survival, and maybe seeing his family again far in the future. "I also don't have the stuff that I had at home. Ms. Jones is the only analyst we have." With Hetty gone, it was up to them. Kinney was a quick study, but even in a new dimension, Hetty knew things that neither Kinney nor Nell could dream to know. "I also happen to enjoy it, so it's not really an hardship."