Nodding in agreement, though with a bit of hesitation, she lowered the notebook. She'd tried to be sociable, but he was the sort who didn't really want to put up with this, wasn't he? Still, she shoved the questions over to him so he could look as well. Of course they were the regulation questions; otherwise, she wouldn't have bothered.

What did she really want to know? She wanted to know how each of them got here, what their stories were, how she could learn to work with them and make them understand her. She had a deep desire to find a comrade among them all, someone to trust and work with until she could take the next step up.

With a shrug, she took the paper back, then settled the notebook between them.

I don't care either.