[She's in a small bar in downtown Tokyo. If she wanted class, she should've hit up Seoul instead, and let her Gangnam flag fly.

Lara sips her beer and nibbles a cracker she's wrapped in a piece of salami, considering the statement and opting to not poke at the ego there.]

I'm used to winding up in new places. Going from one expedition to another gets you used to that. [A laugh, another sip, and she leans back, looking up at the ceiling.]

What do you do, Hibiki? A student? or...?