"Yeah, I know how you feel." And that wasn't an empty platitude either. Nate was just as much fighting against an unrelenting tide as Jaime was, just from a different angle. They talked when they could, but this was a rare lazy day for both of them.

"I wake up every morning not even knowing what part of the world I'll end up being sent to, and that's in addition to briefings, assisting on research projects, emergency deployments, data analysis, and standing in the background while Osborn mugs for the camera." Which, while Nate liked Osborn, he really co do with the dozens of press conferences. "Though, I think the worst part is all the people we're not allowed to help."

Give how much information that his suit had access to, and how much of it was fed into his head, he was keenly aware of what was going on all over the world, and how little he could do about any of it.

"Treaties and politics," he explained, since its more a matter of things above their pay grade than anything else. "Sometimes I--"

Closing his mouth, he shook his head, not bothering to voice that particular thought. "Never mind.

"It just feels like we're chipping away at a mountain," he offers instead.