There was the brighter smile again, shaking her head, "We do well enough with what comes in bags, though I know it isn't the same way things should be done, that it will be different when it's warm and alive and running on its own." She shook her head, brow creasing for a moment, "There's some small voice in the back of my mind that says I shouldn't be so eager for it, for any of it, but the rest of me knows that it's what I'm meant for. Maybe what I was always meant for."