A smile stretched across Melinda's lips -- a small, little thing. She hadn't particularly wanted to shoot him down completely. The idea that the reason she couldn't find a cure was because of stars? Well that was an idea that Melinda was far too stubborn to accept.
She reached across the table to cover one of his hands with her own. "It's okay, kiddo. We all want that, trust me." She said softly. "Tell me about some of the research you've been doing, yeah? You could have noticed something I didn't."