"Jungian" was a term that postdated Mary's era, but she offered Ira a nod anyway. Regardless of the word's origin she was glad it proved to be useful to him and that it kept him safe.

"Aye, it is a touch. I've yet to consider facing my own. I'm not even sure what to expect. Much of what has been on my mind as of late I've discussed with you all at our last meeting." She frowned, looking away as she tried to mine her thoughts for any clue or inkling. She wasn't perfect, but there was a difference between her secrets and what she denied.

Her eyes rose back to Ira and she tried to move the matter along, "In any case, good job on your victory. Actually there's something I wanted to discuss with you and now seems as good a time as any. Mind joining me on the roof?"