[ Claire makes a little noise, letting herself imagine something close to a fantasy land - Lord of the Rings like, only with more glittering gold. She has no idea how close she actually is to the reality, because it's hard to imagine something like Asgard would be real at all. She's had a life way too anchored in blood and bullets and real, tangible threats, thinking a world made of gold and magic actually exists feels too much like a dream. ]

Sounds nice.

[ She shrugs, looking at the buildings they're approaching. ]

There are plenty excellent doctors, for sure. And there are shitty nurses, too. We need a bit of everything to balance it out. Hey, that's my building. Do you want to try out some experimenting with your current status there?