To be fair, he'd always been better with reading and writing (and was infinitely better at math) than Isabel had been. And since he'd joined up with the Corps -- well. He'd had good teachers, he supposed. Had time to learn.
"Of course we're going shopping," Levi paused too, to turn around and give Isabel a scowl that was so incredible feigned that she was sure to see through it with no effort at all. He knew the idea of just going to a place and spending money was practically unheard of for people like them, but -- well. He'd gotten a bit used to it, now. Sort of. The first time he'd been to a grocery store in Preya, he'd had to promptly back out and leave the place. There'd been too many options. "She needs a place to take a shit, doesn't she?"