"Not sure if there's much else I'm good at," Ava admits, because in the end her ability to fight didn't seem to get her far. She liked poking around in the small ship cafe, and got quite good at making foam animals in lattes. But this is an actual town. Where people will be far less forgiving of her messing up orders or taking too long. If they even have an espresso machine at all.

And then having to take that money earned, to save, to pay for living expenses... it's overwhelming thinking about it. She's happy to leave the financial issues to Peter to figure out. He's the only one between either of them that's ever had a bank account and a paying career.

"I just. Want some time to recover, you know? Some sort of break."