"I think I made the conversation a little too heavy for this early in the morning." He'd seen some shit. He'd seen some shit even before going to Mount Massive. Seeing people's heads blown off, seeing people die of cholera in the name of profit-motivated 'charity'...that was enough to make anyone a cynic. He shouldn't have inflicted it on her, too.

Even if he had good reason to be cynical.

"What's your name, anyway?" He hadn't processed that she'd asked him earlier.