She turned her head towards the ceiling, not particularly wanting to make eye contact with the two as they came into the room, but not wanting to completely ignore their presence either. She blushed slightly and nodded a little as Ahmaht asked if she was alright, although her quivering body and cold sweat betrayed her attempts to convince them. She honestly had no idea what could have possibly happened; all she knew was that she didn't want to go through it again.<br/>She stole a glance in the direction of the door as she saw the man from last night pass by in her peripheral vision. She had a vague recollection of him showing up at some point during the event, and almost felt hurt when he passed by the room without a word. She turned her head back towards the window and shut her eyes, trying to forget everything that happened, although the pulsing ache and scratches on her forehead ruined any chance of that being successful.