"Jobs are always overwhelming," he responds, his shoulders relaxing slightly at the ease with which she went with his subject change. "That's why they're jobs, and not fun hobbies. What do you do? If, you don't mind me asking.

"You can always tell me to mind my own beeswax." Don't push, he keeps having to remind himself. Considering how they first met, he's lucky she's still talking to him at all, and he keeps reminding himself of that, too.