Nina's immediately interested. She's been building up a collection of evidence in her mind for the last couple of months, after all. It's nowhere that can be found by the Patrolmen who follow her around or the men who obviously go through her things at work when she's not there. She knows she runs the risk of forgetting the details, so she's made up a little code saved on her Dog Park phone to trigger the important things for her. It's on her person now, in fact. She takes it out like she's a stenographer, ready and waiting.
"Funny you should say so, because I've been thinking the same thing for a long while. And you know I'm dying to hear what it is you've got to say." His mere presence before her, happier though he clearly is despite the heavy weight on them both, is bringing her back to 2012, when she hadn't fully rid herself of her Texas accent. It's creeping into her words the longer she looks back at him. "But I have to ask, to whom are you intending I eventually present this case so we can actually get some change around here?"