"Maybe?" She shrugged a bit. "I have had quite enough happen that I'm really rather preferring for nothing to happen at all. And none of the books I have are suitable, because they all make me think about the things which have happened, which I do not want to do. So not doing anything or thinking about anything is suiting me now."
She looked away in the direction she had been heading. "Although, everyone is after me for it, and the more I do that, the less they leave me alone. So I'm going to see if I cannot obtain work. I'm not sure what I can do, but I can scrub floors and wash dishes at least. Perhaps a job would help your boredom?"