I don't know. When he told me I was stupid it was--it wasn't like the people here. They say I'm stupid like that's it. I'm done. He said I could be something.

[She's melancholy again. Josias is bruising her more than she wants to admit. Everyone who says she's stupid and then just...doesn't help, or their help is a backhanded kind.]

What are we supposed to do?