A Present in January [Santa, Amaranta]

Santa sort of paused, staring for a moment as she watched the waiter come and go, before her attention shifted back to Amaranta as the woman explained her situation. Her brows raising in slight surprise! Ah yes, a Job. She'd heard of this mystical thing when she was learning more about Nel. Did Nel have a job? Hm.... She wasn't actually sure. The notion of having like, a purpose had occurred to her. But , a job? She'd considered the Vandenreich at one point. But ultimately .....things she once associated with that place....held her back. She couldn't simply continue to exist in that place, she had enough reminders of what she'd lost as it were. She was now trying to be a bit more active in Tier's life. But she also was wondering just what exactly she should do with herself... Given her ...ambitions.

Could she afford to have a job? Would trouble follow her and get in the way? She actually wasn't sure.

"Oh....I see. I don't think I've ever thought about that." She confessed before looking back to Amaranta. "What exactly do you do for your job?" She ventured. Certainly curious to say the least. If nothing else, perhaps Amaranta's own job might give her a bit of insight on the matter.

Santa nodded slowly at that. That certainly seemed a lot less strict than she imagined. She wondered what kind of occupation she might be able to garner to herself. After all, she ..... struggled with these thoughts. Thinking back to Mazda.... she had all but dedicated everything to him. After being scared off by Tier...losing her friends. It felt like he'd been the only thing left. And now she was.... afraid. She'd patched things up with Tier but...would that last? What if she lost tier as well? She didn't know what to do with those thoughts, and even worse, she didn't know what to do with herself. She just .... did her best, but really what did that even mean? What was she accomplishing? And this notion of ....garnering some occupation or purpose was something that appealed to her. To try and make soemthing of herself so that she wouldn't be left with nothing if things were taken away. It was .... a naive thought.

But well. She couldn't help but think it.

It was only then that she realized she had sortof stared off into space and left Amaranta with dead air, giving a nervous little smile. "Ahah...I uh... see. Sorry I just have a hard time imagining doing something like that. But I guess I shold probably look into something like that. Being around earth so often...." She murmured. Briefly considering to ask what the woman called Amaranta. But well...they didn't really know eachother well enough to go digging into that.

Santa paused for a moment and rubbed the back of her head, giving a sheepish smile. She .... frankly just waved the waiter away when it came to her food. She wasn't really hungry, and simply sat there as Amaranta ate, thinking about the subject at hand. It certainly was .... an odd situation. And for a moment, she did consider just.... declining. But well...

Who else was going to help her with this? None of her friends were alive aside from Tier. She knew Nel, but well..they were more acquaintances than friends. And well, Tier absolutely would not have the slightest clue how to go about getting a job. She probably wouldn't even be interested in such a thing. And in that moment..... Santa suddenly felt rather .... alone.

"Ah well....I suppose I wouldn't mind a little advice perhaps." She conceded softly.