A part of Queenie hates her job. She hates how draining it is, how much life is sucks out of her, how often it pushes her to very edge of what she can handle and sometimes over. But she refuses to do anything. She’ll tell you it because she’s useful in this job, that her skills save lives and while that’s not wrong, she’s also too scared to leave. It’s all she’d ever done from a VERY young age and if she was to leave where would she go? What would she do? She’d actually have to confront the world and her radical empathy and live. And that’s a terrifying thought.















