Last spark from the ashes

"...Thanks, Steve." She probably needed to hear that laid out. A reminder that not being able to undo the problem isn't the same as being useless. "I just- hnh."

She lifts the battery to her mouth for a minute before she admits, "He's so much better at it than me. Planning, knowing what to say. Me... I can't tell if he needs me here watching over him or out there making things right."

Seems like she's had a lot more of those choices lately, where neither answer feels good enough. She snorts. "Guess we're both lucky you're around. You and Siri."