"...Yeah, me too. If it's any consolation the effort pays off a little more every day on my end." A flickering smile crosses Erin's lips, and she looks down at her hand where the glue is. "I...should probably stop taking up your time, Maeve. But it's been nice meeting you, and I'm at your disposal for that tea. I'll get someone to help me pick out the books to send your way when we meet up, yeah?"

(Not Frankenstein.)

No shit not Frankenstein, Captain fucking Obvious.