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         She was there for quite a while, just left to sit with her head tucked to her knees, until a nurse hooked her arm. Sadie looked up, startled, and heeded to a gentle reminder to get off the floor and sit in a chair. She stood there like a deer in the headlights for a few moments, then nodded, ducking her head. Her initial response was to grab a chair from an empty table. Sadie dragged it, the sound of it dragging against the floor breaking the silence that practically enveloped her. She firmly set the chair at the table that seated the strange patients that Lacross had mentioned. She was slow, as if trying not to set anybody off, and settled herself into the chair. Her large, dark eyes passed over them again, taking in small details and categorizing everyone as either safe or questionable. She didn't speak to them, instead sliding the note Lacross had given her onto the table. She folded her arms onto the table, then leaned forward so her chin rested on her arms. She was slumped over, no matter what damn chair a nurse or doctor shoved her into. Bad for her health, they said. Bad for her mental health. Bad for everything. Something would kill her eventually, anyways.

After a few minutes, she broke her muteness. "I don't know where he is." It was a simple but strong statement. A confession that she couldn't keep track of him, none the less herself. A question, as if any of them could lead her to him. A fear that he was alone and miserable. She couldn't fix him. She couldn't even give him the peace of mind that he always gave her. The brother she could have used plenty of years in advance. It was sickening. He was alone and she was sitting here in the common room, moping. It broke her heart. She didn't even know where Svean was so she could find him and talk about this. What would she say, anyways? That she had dragged Lacross into this mess and it was all her fault and oh could he help her find him? What if it was worse than solitary? Sadie sighed heavily and closed her eyes. Not asleep, just unable to face anyone right now. Depression at its best. She was helpless and just waiting for the nurse to jab something in her arm to make it all go away.