Cressida's lips curved into a knowing smile as she gave a small nod. "You're not wrong. People love pretending things were better than they actually were. Makes it easier than admitting they've spent years romanticizing the same tired nonsense."
She took a sip of her drink before glancing around the room. "Though I suppose rose-colored glasses are preferable to seeing everything exactly as it is. Most people can't handle that for very long." Her gaze returned to Esme, curious. "So tell me, are you naturally this cynical, or has this place earned it?"
"to be fair, cress, i try to stay out of shit that doesn't involve me." she laughed. "though, being in the csi, that doesn't say much." she shrugged. "i don't care what most people can handle, they couldn't even handle a day in my job, so what they say, doesn't matter to me." she added with another shrug. "probably a little bit of both if i'm being honest."
























