“In any normal place, your job has more risks than mine does. I mean.. in terms of risk to yourself that is,” she said. “I.. am intrigued about what the others are, but yeah, giving me a heart attack by telling me what the worst ones were is a terrible idea,” she chuckled. “Okay, good. But Tasha, I’m always going to worry about you. You’re my daughter and I love you, worrying will happen whether you want me to or not.” Lexie sighed. “Sorry. But thank you, trying is what counts.”
"True, but it’s still safer than working here” she said. “One of them was actually kind of funny, well, I found it funny, you might not” Tasha replied with a small shrug. “I know, I’m just telling you that you don’t need to worry” she had a few crazy or bad ideas sometimes but it turned out... okay most of the time. “Sure, I mean I’m terrible at trying though” she joked, grinning at her mother.