[For once she's quiet as she lets him speak, as he goes about the math problems. It's a weird way to equate things at first, to her mind, but the explanation is where it starts to make actual sense.

Steps and levels, increasing and changing depending on the stepping stones towards them. She kind of gets it, even if she's still frustrated at the fact that everything goes so slowly for her. It shouldn't be this slow, right? If she were like anyone else, it wouldn't be.

But she can't really think like that, can she? She's not someone else, after all. And different circumstances between them...

Her focus remains on the paper for now, a small frown on her lips.]

I'm not a patient person, I never have been. I don't sit still well and I don't tend to keep my attention on things for very long. Act before I think.

That... might be why it's so goddamned frustrating, that I can't just push through all of this. If it takes too long then what's the point of it?

[There's a soft bit of a laugh, though the sound is mostly bitter.]

Fuck, that makes more sense than it really ought to. Every goddamned thing I try to fucking rush...