You know all those lengthy conversations you have over text that you're sometimes wondering why you're typing so much, but hey, our communicators and the internet can handle it, so why not? [She rattles this all off easily before grabbing a fork and shoveling some of it into her mouth. Hold, please. She's eating.

Greasy goodness. Kate is probably going to gain weight in the next month with her actually terrible eating habits.]

Well, I can't. I can't do much of anything. Fight, talk, even throw out theories. [She feels useless.

And this is just the beginning.]