"Happy? You make it sound like summer camp in the North Pole. No, I don't like it here. I hate using an outhouse, I hate eating the scorpion-things for dinner, and I hate all this roughing it crap. I'm a city girl." She shakes her head as if to clear it. "This is the last place I want to be, but we're not going anywhere, so I need to learn to like it, right?"
