Maia yawned slightly, patting her mouth as she did so. 
"The nightmares are getting to me, but it'll pass," she smiled; the waiter was putting down the platters of food.
She took a bite from the sandwich. She enjoyed the soft white bread, and the crunch of the lettuce.
She never had such luxuries with her foster parents or her actual dreadful parents.
Licking her lips, she wiped the corners of her mouth free of crumbs and took a sip from her coffee. "School's almost out; will you be going home? I will be staying here at the academy."

'Since there's no one to go to," she added to herself.