Nina sat in a bench far away from the rest of the Task Force M. The faint, constant hum of the water pump in her suit being her only company as she kept fidgeting with a few napkins and writting on them with toothpicks and what little sauce was left from her lunch tray, she was practicing Calculous to not lose her edge. Not that Waller would ever allow her to indulge in a lab without a good reason, aka one that benefits her entirely... So she had to manage with what she could get

"Sigh It'd be easier if i had a pen and paper... But solving the The Twin Prime Conjecture with only ketchup and toothpicks? Heh... That... Would be funny. Maybe it'd give green hairs to dad..."

A rare chuckle escapes her, causing bubles to float around the water of her helmet. The metallic tang of recycled air in Belle Reve broke through her distracted mind before her expression closes itself into a deep pensive one

"I wonder... The sea... It would be warm or cold at the touch at this hour?"

She mumbles in a private whisper to herself as her gaze loses focus the distance in the claustrophobic enviroment only lit by the dim, artificial lighting of the prison of Belle Reve Correctional Center