Emily felt saddened as the hostess said she couldn't pick hers... but she left before she was forced to answer. She knew, however, that she wasn't going to take a foot from anyone else. If she had to, Harmony seemed to almost like being picked apart, while the new girl looked terrified.. but she was going to stand firm either way. Her life from now on would be with one less foot if she had to pick between the other two captives and take one of their feet. She'd feel her guilt every time she looked down on it.. every time she used it.. and she'd rather have a stub than something stolen from someone else. The second she saw the hostess again, she was going to tell her, "I don't want anyone else's foot. I'd rather do without."