You can burn this little guy with it, if you'd like.
Maya: Bugger, alright let me unpack all of this without weeping and wanting to hug you. Likely not going to happen but here we go:
You're making sense, clearly. I do think you need sleep, however, it's not healthy to go that long without it. While mushy peas are quite possibly the worst, I .. feel you. There. On the alone thing. I don't cope well myself with feeling left out, despite actually being a fair introvert. If you want my opinion? I think you are one of the most brave, intelligent and endearing people I've ever met, and I am forever thankful I've met you.
And forever bitter that Storybrooke took those two and a half weeks away from us and while most would never agree that white picket fences and families are terrible, it was--
Too much. Too neatly packed up. Not of our own choice, for one, and one of the main things in my life that I've never been good with is feeling incomplete. Liv and Major have been a part of my puzzle for a while now, and you've somehow fit your way in nicely.
I'm sorry my Storybrooke counterpart wasn't able to be there for you, either. If it had been my choice, you could've come to hang out in my sweet apocalypse bunker.