She's never been a fan of feeling like people aren't paying attention to her while she speaks, so she sidles close enough that she can brace her hands on the desk, leaning forward. There's a not-so-subtle way she moves, she is used to turning heads and expects it.

"Or at least to encourage you to take a break. So many numbers are good for no one. I should know. My uncle was obsessed with numbers. Killed himself. Very tragic." Said uncle died before she was born and there were other reasons aside from an obsession with numbers that contributed to his death, but semantics.