Jarvis was puzzled. He had done this exact type of decision-making calculation before in the moment between breaths. Why was now different?

An answer wanted to take form but the competing priorities muffled it in their clutter. Now he's off-topic and briefly couldn't care about anything more than the thought that plagued his last year:

"Is this my new normal?" The words slipped out under his breath, interrupting the train of thought... Like the veteran he is, he gives himself a few seconds of grace as he allows himself the moment of sadness then honed a refocused willpower on the question he was asked.

She waited.

The interviewer was relatively patient and certainly did not hold Jarvis's potential thoughts or potential potential in the level of regard that he did.

Jarvis returns to adeptly mirror her expressions as the solution structure appears in the floating space between them. By now he has categorized the type of scenario she described and is listing any magic bullet or shortcut answers and tools that would be in the final solution. Half of the ideas vanish as fast as new ones are listed. The structure of the problem and solution have been complete enough that he can walk her through the solution.

He starts.