( is it overly prying? angela weighs it in her mind, sipping her drink in the meanwhile. well... it isn't, no. it's a safe question, and she has a safe answer for it... and he's wishing her well besides.

not that that means anything, but-- )

I was very sheltered, yes. This--being here in this city--is my first time outside.

( like, entirely. her smile curves around the glass, and she watches him. thinking on it. and then she lowers her whiskey sour, cupping her hands around it, enjoying the chill. )

...I worked in a laboratory, then my library. I wasn't able to leave either for important reasons, but that's in the past. When I return home, I'll be able to leave and travel the city if I so choose to.

( if she chooses to. )