Kate shrugs and pushes herself up from the couch, going to rewind the reel while she decides if she can shove it all down enough to watch more. It's weird and uncomfortable, but she's homesick as hell, too, and the other ones are things she's already lived, she's pretty sure. Maybe she'd feel better.

"It's not a secret my best skills are kicking ass, taking names and blowing shit up," she says, while she fiddles with the projector. "You can ask. I just might not answer."