"I was teaching him how to read and write, but I'm afraid his education suffered an interruption."

Really, it's a miracle he can read and write the way he can. But Lust's voice is warm with humor. Scar is welcome to take over that particular task.

"I think I still have a box of workbooks, tucked away somewhere. The ones real teachers use."

She'd made sure to get proper ones. So he could have a proper education. Where else was he going to get it in this lifetime? It's not as though they could send him to school.

With a small sigh, she leans her weight into Scar and rests against his side. The evening has worn her out efficiently. It's nice to unwind like this, quietly talking and curled into one another.