Never one to interrupt a bit of mayhem, Winter watches Tybalt go like a proud momma watching her child board the bus on his first day of school. Go get 'em champ.

"There's a, mm, point of focus for the memory owner," Winter says to Viola. Feeling herself struggle to properly explain, Winter taps her temple, and then her cheek, just below her eye, gesturing outward. "We're looking for what's most im...portant, to...this." She spares a glance at Ms. Kwan's ?husband?, expression crumpling when she regards him. "He's n-not it."