"You know what I'm not okay with?" she said, stopping, at least, though she didn't turn around to face him. "You, thinking this is all you are. The uniform. I'm a Guardian, and I'm damn good at it, and if I wasn't, I'd be missing a huge chunk of me. But I'd still protect people. I'd still fight. I wouldn't give up."

A slightly bitter pause. "And you think I'd leave you if you didn't have the job? When have I ever been that shallow?"