[ Eliot nods along, because he knows all about transferable skills and what it means to hand a man a knife and have him do something good with it. He's the goddamn poster child for it after all. ]

What, you're not ready to give up on the birdwatching yet? Brave new world we're in here— [ well. dangerous or maybe weird as hell would be more accurate but it don't quite roll off the tongue as nicely ] —maybe it's time for something new.

[ And then he realises he's been sitting here giving life advice to some kid and he hasn't even introduced himself. ] I'm Eliot, by the way. Eliot Spencer.