"I'm afraid I have to disagree with you, a job is not the same as selling a part of your soul," and that was how Celeste saw it. An emotion, feeling, or even memories were part, an essential part of a person.
"However, I will not take up more of your time, I do hope no child comes to harm for selling an emotion like empathy or regret in exchange for something they can't back out of or that hurts others as such a contract would never be broken probably because they lack that very needed emotion..." Celeste said calmly as she got to her feet.
"Good afternoon, Sargeant Genovese," Celeste said as she turned to leave.