Ngh. [She let the matter of the static drop. Whatever it was about, there wasn't a solution that was coming. It felt supernatural somehow, and automatically above her paygrade. But the rest. What? Should she put on an ascot and the two of them go find the hippy and his talking dog so they could solve the mystery together or something equally silly?

Guh... this girl was really optimistic.]

Why? I mean, why do we have to figure anything out? You're not hurting. I'm not hurting. I have my bridge. Why do I need to do any of that when I could be guarding my bridge like I'm supposed to be?