"It's the poor hand-eye coordination." She said instantly, smile on her face. "Just like all the other little dorks who live in libraries with their books and poor bodily-kinesthetics intelligence." Tracey had sort of lived in the library in her school days, but that was mostly to save herself from listening to some of the idiots in the common room more than anything.
"It could be worse." She agreed over her mug as she brought it up to her lips. She understood the scared reactions, but it did seem a little premature. She didn't know the girl from school, but she could have been in shady things... she could have had a stalker jealous boyfriend. It could be anything. "But I'm unsurprised. I mean a person is capable of intelligence; people are dumb sheep who act crazy sometimes."