She gave him another look over as he replied and nodded. It was a logical enough answer. "Sounds like a waste of time to me." She said in a very hush tone. As she couldn't think of a good reason why anyone would put effort towards such a thing when it wouldn't help them get anywhere fast. More thinking of her father with this reasoning. He couldn't do<em>anything</em>for<em>anyone</em>really other than lift heavy things. Which gave him little to no job opportunities. Which was probably why he was letting her go to school, so that one day she would go out and work for his 'necessities.'<br/><br/>Another question passed her way left her quite speechless. As she'd never in a thousand years imagined someone actually taking an interest in what she was about. She didn't think it was sincere. Perhaps if he was there four days in a row. But two or three was too low a number to believe he really wanted to know her. Right..? The least she could do though, was give her name, she thought.<br/><br/>"My names Annabel. I'm an only child. I live with my father. My mother is dead. And I like to be left alone." She said, saying only what she'd come to believe. Though none of it was fact, it was what she knew to be true. Also, she hoped, that maybe if she didn't give him all the gory details he would find her to be a bore and stop bothering to show up.