Amelia's hands are equally calloused, though in odd spots for a single person to have. There are callouses from hours of writing, fighting, and picking locks. Seems she has many stories she could tell, were the desire to strike her. She'll offer another small smile when he shakes her hand - a clear sign that she's fine with taking things at his pace.

"I've never dealt with rejection that would cause this much... discomfort before," she says as she hands the pamphlet back. "This isn't some customer or client who can be easily replaced. This is someone who actually matters to me. I would be very hard on myself for driving them away."