The motion of being pulled up was uncomfortable, and being on her feet wasn't her preferred position at the moment, but she grit her teeth and kept herself standing despite very much wanting otherwise.
Ignoring the first question because she wasn't exactly sure if he meant how she managed to get in and unwilling to answer, and although acknowledging the second with a glance to her feet that were in a rather poor state, she also skipped that question because she had forgotten. She did, however, finally look at him a long moment before answering the third. "I had nowhere else to go," she flinched at the sound of her own voice, rough from her still recovering sore throat.
Michel looked good, much better than the last time she had seen him, and she was slightly glad to see that he was wearing the eye patch she provided. She stopped her smile before it could even form, looking elsewhere again. "I'll leave," she volunteered just as readily as ever and began to move away, not intending to deprive him of the chance to properly yell at her but wanting to skip to the inevitable.