"Unfortunately without the degree to show the dedication, I am kind of stuck." She sighed softly and rubbed the back of her neck. "It'll happen eventually. Worst case instead of FEMA, I heard the tribe fighting the pipe line needs certified emergency management folks. It would be a start." She said with a shrug. The downside to being someone with a passion, is that often you were willing to follow that passion without really thinking things through. Part of her was tempted to run away to the Dakotas and hide out on a Reservation, although with her luck, she'd get arrested or something. She was very glad he wasn't planning on staying in a suit and tie, it would serve no purpose but to make him stand out. The clientele that showed up at her place of employment were not exactly classy folks. "Grab a bag of mostly comfy stuff." She told him. "I am hoping to get in at least one run this week, and at the risk of a sexual harassment suit... with a body like that, I am betting no less than 3, but likely 5 days a week in the gym for you." She raised an eyebrow as he started talking about Elias. "I have no doubt in his abilities. He wouldn't work with you if he were less than the absolute best, but" She chewed her lip for a minute, "I have no idea how to put this. He Feels like someones little brother, it's not just the fact that he LOOKS 12. I mean lets face it, that kid is the Dougie Howser of Personal Protection, his..." She sighed. She was afraid what she was about to say would make her sound crazy. "his energy, for lack of a better word, comes across as unfocused. It makes me want to pat him on the head, give him a chocolate milk and the restricted profile on Netflix." She didn't mean energy in the woo, crystals, all you need is love kind of energy, but in the kind that went behind gut feelings. She got up and followed behind him to the kitchen, when he was at the sink, she set her bowl down intending to wash it herself, and leaned against the counter. "Actually I am really glad you brought up Elias... It gives me a chance to ask you for a favor." She crossed her arms over her chest as if uncomfortable with even bringing it up. " Election night... I want you there with Dad. I'll promise to lock the doors, I won't even so much as order pizza, but I want you with Erik." She said. "I don't doubt the abilities of your team, please don't think I am questioning your judgement there, but I trust you. You are damn good at what you do, and I would prefer that if shit hit the fan you were there and not here."