"Feels like a joke to me." From what she has heard about what her sigul signifies, Susan isn't at all convinced by the way they've chosen to sort her. Living for others? Following and clinging to people? That ain't her.

(Susan Delgado, as it turns out, has some fairly significant blind spots when it comes to self-reflection.)

She sighs, shaking her head, and lets it go. For now, at least. "Not sure what I can do to help, down here. But I'm as keen to figure it out as anyone."