Kinjal took serene bites of her food as Adrian spoke. The further the conversation drifted towards paths she was well used to - complaining about her relatives being at the top of the list, the more she relaxed in her seat.
"It's incredibly amazing," she agreed. She didn't think much of her job beyond the fact that she enjoyed it; the fact that it had the added bonus of "angering" her family... or "embarrassing" them as they so claimed only made it so much sweeter. And there was a part of her that was certain she'd have chosen it and kept at it even if she didn't like it so much just because of the fact that her parents hated it so much. "The obvious hypocritical thought process behind it all."
She couldn't help raising and eyebrow at that, the slightest laugh escaping that was half amusement, half disbelief. "So glad your mother could be of help, though I'm sure that was the last thing she'd have wanted her statement to cause. As it is, I can't decide what makes that idea more amusing; that our mothers likely sit and discus the psychology behind our decisions in disappointing them regularly, or the assumption that we could ever be bothered to actually put so much thought as to discuss or plan such a thing."