Full freedom? The idea is so distant as to be a fantasy in itself. Sonia's eyes widen wistfully as she thinks about that for a moment, biting her lip in thought.

"If I had full freedom? I'd like to take some classes, at Silica University, maybe. I miss school." Something she'd hardly ever have admitted to anyone even a few years ago. Maybe even now, to anyone else but Byerly. She fingers the edge of the folder. "Or maybe I'd set up a studio. You know, doing family portraits and that sort of thing."