Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Check this out, did I nail it?"

Jen scrutinized the figures once more, nodding, "Looks like we're all set."

But it was Stoddard, with his seasoned eye, who caught the discrepancy: "These two spots, they don't match up."

"-The figures in line 7, both are off. It's not 50 and 71, it should be 50.2 and...70.88."

Roseanne, walking by, caught sight of the long string of data and immediately noticed the error at the seventh node, where two numbers were off.

Normally, these people kept their distance from Roseanne in the lab. It wasn't exactly standoffish, but it definitely wasn't friendly either.

Even with Jen's warmth and Stoddard's inclusiveness, the natural gap between them and Roseanne couldn't be bridged with more conversations or shared meals.

It was a gap formed by differences in education, status, age, and the time spent together.

dynamics with Sammy and Liz were certainly not the same

doubtful glances, skepticism

Liz even scoffed dismissively.

had missed it. Could Roseanne have caught a genuine error at first glance?

offered her an out. "Roseanne, these sets of data have been Sammy's baby, and we've all double-checked the first draft. You're saying there's an issue with the original figures at this node... it's highly

then don't speak. Just because you can talk doesn't mean you should,

even on the same research topic. Biology and physics

use the lab for your biology project was already an exception. Now we're

Olympiads doesn't mean you're now an expert in those fields. Each

completely different levels! You have to be accountable for

left no room for

in, hoping to soften the blow and save face for the newcomer, but she couldn't find the