...I hope so. You know, I used to think the only way they'd be happy with me if I was doing exactly what they wanted me to. They wanted me to go into biomedical engineering. They were leaders in prosthetics making, you see.

[Sinclair gives a little huff of a laugh. He's sharing stories now, things he feels like Michel would understand]

Except, engineering was so boring to me. I had to work twice as hard as my classmates to get any decent marks.