Sometimes conversation is only for the sake of conversation. Sometimes it's to try and engage someone who might otherwise not have been approached. Others it's to 'get into the spirit' of the sign on the table. Today it feels a little like all three.

"Working with an imprisoned criminal? Isn't that against the laws of most places on Earth?" Amelia's lips draw into a thin line as she works through that thought. And then it occurs to her that she might be thinking about this all wrong. "...or is this a fiction novel and I'm making poor assumptions?"

This is what she gets for only reading non-fiction and poetry in her free time.