[ now that she's had time to recover from the accident, Emma is more aware of the people around her. she's been able to fill in a few blanks, like her friends and co-workers and the students who really piss her off. she ends up at the bake sale with a few store-bought items that she abandons to someone else's table, and then wandering around and picking up a few things in support of the school seems like the right thing to do.

among the staff, word travels fast. she knows where the good snacks are, which ones they can't give away, and which parents have already embarrassed themselves in front of their children. she has a brownie in hand when she notices one of the friendlier administrators approaching the same table where she's stopped to indulge.

it's a little strange, how memories hit in varying levels of intensity. there are people she tolerates, then people she genuinely admires. Leia's one of the latter.]

If you don't stop telling people to save the cupcakes for later, I'm going to go around and collect yours when all of this is over.

[she's probably kidding, and yet, that's an accurate statement of Emma's feelings toward food. she'll have whatever it is, if you don't want it.]