"It isn't my job anymore," he's quick to remind her, forever toeing his party line. He offers her a sideways smile, before pulling out one of the four kitchen chairs and settling into it, chin propped up by one cupped palm. He slides the seat beside himself out with one bare foot, offering Sookie a place beside himself.

"But I would say that it can be complicated. And more than that, that it can be violent. This isn't about my job, though. It's just what I like to do. I like to see people live up to their potential. Do you think that you're living up to yours? Different people have got different priorities, after all. That's their prerogative."