"Me? Run? I'm not sure if I can do triathlons like I used to." She knows he hates it when she makes jokes about her legs, but she needed that moment. She holds up a hand, indicating he should let her finish.

"I've been a shitty tether," she admits. "It was okay not to include me. Ask me to crack the Pentagon, and I'm fine. People?" She shakes her head. "You were right about me. I know the argument was a long time back, but you joked about me substituting a computer for a life and I took you apart. I won't say you were right. What I didn't say was that you weren't wrong. Work is a terrific substitute for getting a life, but only for so long. I'm..." She swallows. "I'm trying here. Same as you - just in a different way."