"Cambridge," Gwen repeated, pausing, looking up from her work to not look at her boss again but off into a distance, across the lab, to no spot in particular on the opposite wall. There was a thought. She had hardly considered ever leaving New York before, except that one time she had considered applying to NASA only because she had brought it up with Ben or Peter. Or was it Darcy? It was someone. But that was only a consideration made in jest, nothing she was probably ever actually going to do.
Except she could do it if she wanted, right? And Cambridge was beautiful. "If we were going with regards to weather, I think I flourish more in the cooler and crisp fall weather. But... myself in Harvard? I considered Columbia when I was finishing up high school, but I don't think I considered trying another state."
A pause, when she realized Cambridge could refer to one of two things. "Unless you mean Cambridge University, then England is one thought I had never considered."