She'd guess a vast majority. High school is where those guys get made. Maybe, if the world is lucky, they learn, but she knows enough to know that's not always the case.

She looks at him, quiet for a moment before nodding. "I think that's sort of the point of right though. If it's easy, it's probably not right. Or maybe I just make everything too complicated."

True enough. No--she's never even been good at the half lies.She's still not sure how her mom spent two years just not seeing the slaying thing. She'd been awful at partial lies, full lies, all lies. "I'll back you up," she promises. She's not going to leave him hanging there.