Korina could easily tell that the girl next to her was almost suffering a nervous breakdown due to the daunting task of having to talk to her. She knew her types pretty well; always the most genuine, but words were kind of difficult for them to use. She respected the effort though. Most of them just wouldn't have tried. "Nah, I'd rather not. Most of the school is doing that already." she said, shrugging off her neighbor's concern. "Wouldn't mind talking about your book, though. Charles Dickens, huh?" she said, regarding the book cover. "I used to be pretty big into his books until, you know... Twilight. There was just something chiseled teenage boys that beat starving orphans." she chuckled.