[She frowns. Glancing to him. She was sparing his sensitivities and stopped with the destruction of her hair, which for the record would be catastrophic.]

[She also is unsure about making any comment about having his back. She's fairly certain in any situation her flailing fists and high-pitched screams will not help at all. Now, if she had time to steal parts from the repairs and try to assemble some sort of explosive device... sure, but this isn't that sort of fake scenario that they're discussing.]

We also have bills to pay and monetary needs that aren't being met by our current income. We have to make changes and if I can get a better job, I think I should try.