[Well gosh, Julian, she kind of wants to get into your pants, not your qualifications' pants.]

Why? You're really nice. And kind. [And really, really smart.] And you have a cute smile.

I think... you're right? [She'd tried to explain it to Levi, once, and still doesn't have a good way of describing it.] Like... I think I'd say the same things as you, in your shoes. People matter.

But I also know that I don't really matter. Because only the mission matters. [And when you don't have a mission any more...] I'll... figure it out eventually.