"I read," she says defensively, stroking what she can reach of Bubbles's neck. "And math's not that hard - what else is there?" Really. What does he want her to do? Friggin' P.E. or art class or something? Like there's plenty she could do, but so much of it's a fucking waste of time. "Like if you can give me one good reason to go, fine. But so far all I've heard is 'you'll use it' when that kind of seems like bullshit. I could be out there helping you guys watch the perimeter or something."