Meeting his gaze, she only smiled when he told her that some version of herself had protected humanity. She had been built to do just that, created for a single purpose alone: protect life. And to hear that she'd done that, in any incarnation, pleased her. But surprise skittered across her expression when he named Peter a friend. She lifted her head.
"I did not know that you and he were friends," she said, unable to let the comment go without remarking on it. "I thought you two did not get along." She hadn't liked that truth about her dearest friend and her dearest love, but she'd come to accept it in die Festung. There had been no reason to believe any differently.
But he'd asked her questions, too, and it was only fair to answer them. "He's doing very well," she assured him. "He's working in the hospital here. I have been thinking about taking a job, too, but I don't know what I would do." She nudged him. "What would I be good at, do you think?"