I'll take your word for it. [It wasn't like he knew much to say she wasn't already good enough as is.] Give it time. A year long bender is going to take the perfectionist streak out of anyone.

[He stays silent for a moment, looking around the room. She's right. Everything's still as they'd left it around the ship, minus a little damage here and there from the crash. But it's not what he would have expected for a place left alone a year; no layers of dust or rusted patches.]

It's kind of creepy, right? I kind of feel like we can't be sure it was a year. If no one remembers it, does the time even count? It's a waste. So much that could have been done. Maybe we would have had the Ingress fixed already.