Giggling softly, Madison thought she could very well give him a number of things to do that she deemed useful, but he would probably not be amenable to. Yet. Perhaps later. "I agree. If we ever get out we will be proficient in a number of different skills, it could really improve our lives. Hey, always look on the bright side, right?" Done with her food, she supported her chin with the back of her hand as she listened to the priest give his reasons for why she should pick Italian as a language for him to teach her. "Okay, Italian it is. I always thought it sounded really romantic, even when most people say French does. I guess because they associate it to food more than French."
Madison always liked a bit of torture with anything she did, so long as she wasn't the one it was being inflicted upon. Sighing, Madison smiled. "I mean, at a place like this all we'll end up having is each other. Countless works of fiction prove just that."