[Nita's expression is thoughtful at that. Would she end up with a vision of her death, if it were imminent? She's not sure she wants that... or to know the answer to that question.]

... Yeah.

You don't have to talk about it, if you'd rather not. That, and at least you can do some good here too.

[She gives him a small smile.]

So, ah, what's your name? I'm Nita, Nita Callahan.