Nessie often found herself thankful that she couldn't read minds - not because she thought about what embarrassing things other people might have been thinking of, but because she was terribly sure that whatever they were thinking about in regards to her would not be flattering. Sometimes, ignorance was bliss.
She tucked her hair behind her ear and then nodded as she listened. She felt a bit bad for him, finding it plain to see he was both overwhelmed and out of his element. Vanessa licked her lips, glancing down at her sketch book and then nodded.
I do. It helps pass the time - one TV for the whole lot of all the supers? Call me a pacifist, I suppose. Where were you trying to get to? I'd be happy to show you the way, I'm not busy.