"Well, maybe you just have sensible moments."

She shrugs, taking a sip of her drink. "Trouble, kinda," she goes on. "I was passing out leaflets for the political party. Didn't really have anything better to do with myself right now and I didn't much feel like sitting at home and, like, trying to sleep and failing. Thought maybe the air and the chance to feel like I was accomplishing something might help."