Who: Mia OT Aidrian When: Once he returns from his meeting Where: Aidrian's room on Green Block What: Mia missed him so she settled down to wait.
For Mia, lucidity was like rain. Sometimes it came and it went. Sometimes it came and stayed a while. Sometimes it came and stayed long enough to make a figurative mess. That day, it apparently stayed long enough for her to work herself into a state.
Mia had very little ability to remember people. In fact, there were three general categories of people for her. Those who she saw, met, talked to, and forgot immediately. Those she remembered enough to give them use names, usually having a lot to do with however it was that she met them. She remet those people on a fairly regular basis, sometimes forgetting conversations. It wasn't something to take personal, it was simply the way her brain worked. She didn't worry where the people with the use names went to when they moved out of her sight. They were not quite important enough for that. If she saw them again, she could evidence concern and even remember (at times) to ask after what they'd been up to, but she couldn't tell a person with any surety how long it had been since she talked to them. Her final category was of people whose names she knew. Currently, there were only really two of those: Aidrian and Brynn. Unless she was almost catatonic, she responded to them and could even reliably put together some idea of how long it had been and want to know where these people were.
Why is this even remotely important? Because Aidrian was missing. Mia realized it when she went looking for him and he wasn't where he was supposed to be. He rarely seemed to go far from the block, but in case he had gone out, Mia went looking for him...an action few even thought she was capable of. Not that her looking for someone looked any different than her not looking for someone. She still wandered in what appeared to be an aimless fashion around the island with her arms wrapped around herself.
She didn't find him. This distressed her. Tenshi had shrugged at the question of where he was because she knew no more than her little Miss did on the matter. But it was her suggestion to wait for him. Of course, the figment didn't realize that it would be night time before Aidrian came back.
Locked doors didn't mean anything to Mia when she didn't want them to mean something, so she went into Aidrian's room and found herself a comfortable spot, laid down, and waited. At some point, the little woman fell asleep, curled up with two of her fingers stuck in her mouth.