“Well I’m pretty good with photo shop so if you ever wanna give it a go...” Alex just leaves the sentence hanging with more than a little bit of a quick and easy grin. It’s a grin that falters, shifting into something a bit more hesitant than she would like it to be. Once, Alex would have prided herself on her adaptability but in the last several months (three years) she’s learned that’s no longer the case. “It’s weird,” The words are admitted softly and with a hesitancy in them. “I mean I think it’s really more advanced than my world.”