"Don't worry about it," Emily said with a wave of her hand. "At some point we al get rambly." After all she was sure she babbled about math equations to people who could care less about them. Sometimes she wished she could encounter some sort of math teacher or physicist out in this post apocalyptic world. She could do with a few math lessons, but then what was the point when the world had gone to shit as it had done. "I am sure nobody is interested in hearing the statistics and math of a situation when I go on talking about it." Emily shrugged her shoulders.
"I would be surprised, but also ask what they've been having and ask for some." Emily chuckled, "Because they have to be medicated, that or extremely crazy." Emily probably wouldn't go to the lengths of medicating for a nice relaxed and calm sleep, but it was a nice thought. Trouble was no matter how much she slept and had pleasant dreams, the reality of the situation would be there when she woke. Then again a break from all the trouble worry would be nice.
At mention of an energy bar she felt her stomach grumble, she hadn't exactly been hopeful for leftovers as most of the time everything was consumed, but there was prospect of food on the mention of an energy bar. "Don't want to take from you pack, after all you might need if you're out and about." Emily didn't want to take from him, since he was the one who had to brave the outside world. Emily wouldn't mind having a chance to go outside more than stay hidden here in the safe house. "Something could be said about rations, perfect way to diet and lose weight." She patted her belly, not that she had ever been fat but it was an amusing notion at least in her head.