It's just the littlest bit easier this way, and she doesn't know if it counts as cheating. Sara's not certain she cares if it is or isn't as she drinks another swallow of the whiskey. There are too many conflicts with everything that comes to mind, and some of it has to bend, because other parts of it she's not willing to let just stop. She's not sure she could.

Happy. She rested the glass against her mouth, before lowering it.
(You have to come back, she'd so idiotically ended up blurting out.)

Happy, and yet with so much to learn, and so much to lose, and Leonard had to remember the worst of everything to get himself and them back, which seemed like a fucked up deal. Except the idea he'd never really get it, never look at them right, was worse. "We never do anything easy around here, do we?"