Mina nodded along as Max explained, aiming for her best active listening face. Though, she started to fade with the fire science degree and where Max saw himself in five years. Fire investigation sounded serious, like criminally serious. He wanted to be one of those guys in the lettered wind breaker who could tell the detectives it wasn’t just an accident, it was arson. Mina smirked to herself, imagining the scene, but her smile soon slipped. Now she was wearing the wind breaker and telling the detectives it was arson, only she didn’t need the fire science degree to know that.
She shook her head and dismissed the idea outright, wearing a small smile as she did. A job like that skirted too close to her other half and Mina felt like she strayed into the overlapping section of a Venn diagram describing her life. No, it was best to stay far away from that kind of thing. Looking back to Max, Mina offered him an apologetic grin. “Better you than me. All that sounds a little too intense,” she breathed a laugh, knowing paramedic rang many of the same bells. “But I’m happy this is working out for you. More opportunities are good.”
She shook her head and dismissed the idea outright, wearing a small smile as she did. A job like that skirted too close to her other half and Mina felt like she strayed into the overlapping section of a Venn diagram describing her life. No, it was best to stay far away from that kind of thing. Looking back to Max, Mina offered him an apologetic grin. “Better you than me. All that sounds a little too intense,” she breathed a laugh, knowing paramedic rang many of the same bells. “But I’m happy this is working out for you. More opportunities are good.”