Again, Max had never experienced a text that was worth more than a glance or two. She'd much rather have been doing something that involved her bike than reading. She was a more of a "hands on" sort when it came to life. Reading didn't fit that too much.
"No, I'm not much of a bookworm," Max replied, shrugging her shoulders. Though, when he showed her the title of the book, the brunette did lean in to glance over it. "Yeah, no. Must be good if you fell on your ass and risked looking like a dope for it."