She rolled her eyes at him. "That's because you're smarter than the average bear. Pinker, too. It's not what they asked you to do, though." Whatever they wanted from him was big, bigger than this. It was like throwing him in the deep end to see if he swam out or built a bridge. Which was fine, but where was that bridge supposed to go?

"I fucking hate this." Which wasn't entirely true. She lived for this stuff, but when he was in the middle of it, she got jumpier than normal.