Jillian nodded lightly, focusing on her meal for a little while before she actually lifted her gaze to talk to Shelby about what her training was like. "Apparently they figured out really early that trying to get me to conform to authority is a pointless decision. It was actually pretty low stress, they just had me do a lot of weapon training so that I could bust in heads easier when I came to mars." She shrugged. "They went out of their way to make the program more specialized towards my tastes, so I figured the least I could do was play along and show them similar courtesy."