<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">The strange way of talking that interrupted the little pow wow between herself, the orderly and the red head had a faint confused look settling onto delicate features while dark eyes shifted between the two orderlies. But if the strange talking was confusing her then the bow completely left her staring at the man, some part of her trying to figure out what the hell was going on.<br/><br/>Of course that didn’t last long. Not when he admittedly brought up the topic of adjusting well and then promptly told her to lie down as if she was some child. “I don’t need to lie down.” It wasn’t often that she was stubborn but that streak had reared it’s head with the dissolution of her routines and habits. She didn’t understand why they couldn’t just leave her alone and let her leave. All she wanted was to get back to her own place and fix her little rituals so that the world would make sense again!<br/><br/>And then, the mention of breakfast again. All it took was a glance of dark eyes towards the clock on the wall to know that it was too late in the morning for breakfast - at least by her routine. Add in the fact that she knew it wasn’t going to be <strong>her</strong> breakfast and the panic climbed all the higher.<br/><br/>“I don’t want breakfast, I don’t want to lie down. I want to go home… now!” Normally calm, quiet voice took on a thin quivering quality while small fingers began ticking through the numbers again, her agitation to the point that she was struggling to make the counting suffice. “And stop crowding me… you are in my space!” How many times did she have to say it before people stopped getting so close to her?!<br/><br/>When the second orderly showed up, muscles began tensing throughout her frame, eyes darting between the two though it didn't take long to realize that he was there for the red head. Being left alone with the man in front of her certainly did not make her feel comfortable and though she had not known how to react to the red head, she definitely did not want her to leave. The offer of it being alright was met with a tight frown, the urge to simply start screaming till normalcy was returned to her life creeping up in her gut.</span></div>