"I used to," she said, shrugging in a small, helpless movement. "But somehow nothing helps anymore. The engines used to..." ...be her life's work, something most people would see as a chore, but she loved every second of working with them. Exactly what Niko thought. She gestured vaguely. "Now it's just filling the day. Same with everything else I used to like doing. It feels pointless. I might as well work and be useful."

She shook her head at the offer, though she didn't think he meant he wanted to do anything right that moment anyway. But the simple matter of being able to refuse was calming - uplifting, even. She was again somewhere - with someone - who treated her like a person, where the word 'no' mattered. It was important to remember.

"I feel like I'm just pushing through until the next thing happens." She looked up at him. "You know?"

She barely needed to ask.