Lightning resists the urge to roll her eyes-- this guy is this close to resembling a doormat, and it's pretty annoying. She'll give him a pass though, since he's new and possibly a little weepy, and she's still out of sorts from going from a war to a too-quiet city. So she gathers all the irritation and anger and locks it up inside, because they're pointless in this situation.

"There are jobs-- but you have to apply for them first. I doubt anyone's going to ask you to join them, since no one knows your skillset yet, and the locals don't know who you are the same way you don't know them. Or you can set up your own business."