"Yeah, that." Arla stole more pie, without shame. Really, now. It was right there! She was going to take it. "I don't leave the school. I don't leave the school and when I leave the school my heart goes..." She started pounding on the desk. "And. Stuff. And. I don't leave. And I don't want to leave. And being in the basement alone is good, and I don't know if that's what this is or if it's still shadows of the general crazy, but... it... this is really good pie." She took the pie and went back to curl up in the armchair.