It's impossible to articulate why she asked. Part of her is on the cusp of saying I just hate to see you wasting your brilliance like this, but even in the sanctum of her mind she hears it in her father's voice, and even at her age it makes youthful indignation rise in her gorge. Mulder will take it the wrong way because there's no other way to take it, and if he were to teach anything it'd be a master class in contrariness.

But the truth is, she does hate to see him wasting his time, his potential, his incredible mind.

"Not necessarily at the Academy," she reasons. "Maybe not on paper but in practice you'd be qualified to teach psychology, I bet." She offers a little smile. "Or mysterious courses meeting at strange times of day to discuss the history of the paranormal."

He has connections, he has time and opportunity, she'd bet he could figure something out.