Eight could feel the haze leave and a clarity of thought come to her. She feels like she's woken up from a waking dream, and is caught up in the moment of seeing a room that was not really hers but given to her, with two faces that she did not really know but knew. Her eyes turn to reclaim her bearings, only to lose her footing for a second before she catches herself.

She raises her hand to her head as she reorients herself. It was a lot. There was a lot of things she said and did that... feels foreign and embarrassing to her. But most of all she is overwhelmed with a feeling of shame that she put both Caleb and Essek to care for her when they did not have to.

When he finally speaks her voice is quiet and somber. "Thank you, Essek. ...I would like some time to be alone right now." She had a lot that she had to sort through, and didn't want to have them worry for her.