Way too long. This should make up for that, right?

[She nods towards the tray in her hands, walks past before setting it down on the nightstand next to the bed that she assumes to be Mami's. She takes a cookie for herself, taking a bite out of it. She wasn't on par with Mami, who's cooking skills were practically unrivaled, but it seems like they turned out pretty well.]

I dunno if they're as good as the ones you used to make, but y'know, I'm sure you've noticed it. The way everyone around here's been all doom and gloom lately.

[She almost finds herself jokingly adding 'you'd think somebody died,' but catches herself at the last second. Somebody did, but that's not what she's here to discuss.]

It's seriously starting to bum me out.