"I don't know, looking pathetic might work to your advantage. You know, you could go in there on your crutches and look at them with your big eyes and try that shit on them," she points out, still smiling a little. "I mean, hell, it works on me like, all the time and I'm totally aware that you're doing it. They won't have any idea what hits them and you'll walk out of there owning the whole company or something."

She's pretty sure once he starts trying, he'll be able to find something easily. Maybe people in Darrow won't know what he's talking about when it comes to the kaiju, but she thinks the six doctorates and all the brainy science stuff that comes out of his mouth to back it up will be impressive enough. That's not even just blind faith in his awesomeness talking, she genuinely can't imagine him having trouble finding a job.

"Maybe don't tell them about climbing on chairs while on crutches, though," she suggests with a grin. "They might start to wonder what's wrong with you."