She stares back at him, unimpressed with his answer. Does she look like she's a fan of guessing games? "I was five when it happened. I don't remember most of what there was to do. What exists now is limited."

She remembers some professions though, so she stares blankly right back through him and manages a very deadpan, "So you were a farmer, right?" It's what everyone in Georgia did, obviously.