Please, I wish. The Forest Service just teaches fourth-graders how to sit in the woods and cry for help. If like, most of the kids in my school were out there, they would have no idea what to do.

[ The somewhat lighthearted tone of the conversation dips there, as the smile Peregrine wears, inspired from getting to talk about something she's passionate about, starts to fade. ]

That's why I'm learning. I'm not gonna one of 'em.