Thursday, After the Infirmary

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Well-rested after her nap in the infirmary and a bit disillusioned after the non-explosion in shop class, Sam flopped down on the bed and worked on her equations for the independent study. Every so often she erased a number, scribbled out a number, or ripped out a page. A small pile of paper wads was growing on the floor next to the bed. She'd throw them out next time she got up.

She sighed and ran a frustrated hand through her hair. It stuck up in many different directions. "This is impossible." Feeling defeated, she threw the notebook on the floor, scattering some of the paper wads.


[ooc: Door is open.]

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[janet_fraiser]

"She already thinks that," said Janet. "Constantly. Remember?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but I don't know that we should encourage that." And boy, had Saturday not helped that state of affairs at all. Not that she could enlighten Janet about that. She hoped Daniel showed Janet his living room soon. She needed to ask Janet's permission before they sat down and really leveled with John, Cameron, and Aeryn.

[janet_fraiser]

"She's an alien teenager," said Janet. "She'll adapt." She eyed Sam, wondering what she wasn't saying.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I guess. I just feel like she's adapting an awful lot for us, but we're not doing a lot of adapting for her. It feels...uneven."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet shrugged. "Well, she's here. If we were wherever she's from, I expect we'd be doing a hell of a lot of adapting instead. It'd be easier if she'd say something when she'd like us to adapt, but she's very stoic. And I don't know her well enough yet to read through that to what she means."