"He was mad." She says watching Dan frantically fix the problem with her same empty eyes. She sits on a stool and spins until her hip slams into the counter and she hops down again. She hits herself in the spot she got hurt and continues to explain herself. "He left this morning. I made breakfast." She cant quite remember what she even tried to make or what he dad was yelling about. Something about her not being the right Ana. She doesnt even know an Ana...