"That is an answer, you never said it had to be straightforward," she pointed out, waving a chip for emphasis. He was a nosy little bugger. "You summed it up quite nicely though. I would love to say that I am the type to take charge and fix things but no one would care for my opinions. I'm afraid the people in charge don't give a fig about what I think, even if I was well versed enough to form them coherently."
"We are a chore, one they don't have to complete if they don't want to. I despise people who complain about their work. If they don't like it, find something you do. I'm a bit obsessed with mine personally, perhaps a bit too much." At least she wasn't fainting from exhaustion as much. Improvement! "There is a lot to be said for not charging forward until the moment strikes." The war was going badly. She had kept herself blinded from it during her travels but it was becoming more and more apparent.
"How would you have them do it? I'm sure you have some ideas."