"Now you sound like one of the guys from back at the Roadhouse when I was growing up." It's blase and breezy, with something of a smile trying to tug its way across her mouth, as she's walking. Just a cast-off comment as she keeps going.

"Differences aside, it's not too unlike that back where I'm from. It's just a whole lot more--" She searched for a word, not even sure which one she needed. Magical, was obvious, given everything he'd already seen of her. She knew now that monsters and fantastic beasts existed that no hunter would have believed in even.

But it wasn't even that. It was that it was really a lot more "-- global. Which removes downtime in a lot of ways."
That was before they brought in mandatory leave, too. That she mostly got around. Except during. Well. Those years.