I did at first. The way anyone would hate a situation where they can't find any control. [Back to thoughtful frowning, Mia looks around at their too-stimulating landscape, ending with meeting Walter's eyes.] Now, I can't say I hate our village, or even our captors all the time. It's hard...for me to hold onto hatred for anything, because doing so isn't very helpful.

[There's more to it, but Mia already has a problem with wordiness around Walter and she catches herself at it this time.]