Summer drawled dryly, “Usually I’m the one doing the summarising for other people. I’m not struggling with understanding the books or what I want to write about, but I do have to have actual sources, and tonight I just … ” She flourished a hand. “I can’t focus. So I’ll just let it sit overnight, and tackle it again tomorrow.”
“The internet might help you find the right ones? Or maybe give you some pointers?” He suggested then, seeming desperate to help her as he had neglected his own homework, with no intent to return to it before its deadline tomorrow. “Sounds fair enough to me.”
“Earth to you,” Summer said, huffing a laugh, “I don’t need /help/. Sometimes you just need to take a break.” She kicked his knee lightly. “When I want help, believe me, I will ask for it.”