"I was," Reno replied, his tone good and even again while he took another drag from his cigarette. "Ain't like it matters so much now, but back when? Shit, the Director would hand me jobs and I'd just sit there and stare at 'em, pickin' out all the ways they'd go wrong and tryin' to psych myself up so that I wouldn't freeze if I wound up havin' to do somethin' drastic to make it out of there."

... Well, she'd asked.