"When I was a kid in grade school," he said, "some network guys with cameras showed up in my classroom one day. They wanted to know that we thought about the future. They did some interviews. Half of us said they’d be doctors, or astronauts, and all that crap. And the other half just said they figured they’d fry at Ground Zero." He smiled distantly. "I was one of those kids. A disaster freak. Y’know, you get used to it after a while. You get to where you feel uneasy when things start looking up." He met her eyes. "You’re not like that, though."