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On your way to your little dorm, you pass Emma, ​​who is unpacking in her new room on the second floor. She removes several ornate dishes from a dish bag you remember she bought on a trip to New England a few years ago when she had just graduated from college. When you walk through the open door, she jumps and one of the plates slips out of her hand. It crashes to the ground and shatters.

She looks at you and bends down to pick up the pieces. You help her with her task by putting the small white remains of her plate into a circular trash can.

"I don't even know why I'm unpacking. It's not like we're here for long."

Her answer…