"I dunno. Gone to jail, I guess? Or what passes for jail here." He glowered. "It's not like home. It's not like anyone's going to give detention or take points or even ground us. No one cares what we do, so what's the point of trying?"
He realised he'd raised his voice and crushed the leaf he was working on when he clenched his fist. He sighed and threw it away. "I'm sorry, I - I didn't mean that, really, I know you care, but..." he shrugged miserably.