Tara came to without any pain, without any aches. Just a fuzzy drowsiness that seemed to spread from head to toes. Rubbing sleepily at her eyes, she forced them open even though something told her that she wasn't going to like what she was going to see. That much was a given seeing as she didn't remember much anything after throwing the ice cream container, let alone sitting down. Which was where she currently found herself. In a very comfortable chair.
Forcing herself to stay calm, despite the sharp intake of breath, swallowing the panic, Tara finally opened her eyes to find herself in an office. Having been a few of the similar types through out her life, she figured it for a doctor's office. With the doctor in it, waiting ... for something. For her? Tara didn't allow her eyes to stay on the woman. Instead, she kept looking around before they stilled on the armed guards behind her.
Panic spiked and her heart beat a little faster, yet still Tara worked on her breathing. Yet despite this, when she finally returned her gaze on the woman, she stuttered, "Wh-where a-am I?" They likely wouldn't tell her but it was the first thought that entered her mind, along with why. She had a few guesses on how. That was why she asked.