When she'd managed to stop biting off the heads of the French doctors and nurses, they let her roam the immediate rooms in search of Lotte, while Meg begrudgingly filtered some words back and forth in translation. Lotte was nowhere to be seen.
When James reconvened with Micah and the other Bellumites, her eyes were wide and sad, but aware. She could feel the panic clawing at her, but struggled to refuse it. Maybe Lotte was not even in France.. maybe Lotte was in Japan, who knew.
She'd at least rinsed the blood from her face, and had used a hospital basin to try to get the mortar and dirt out of her hair. The result was a wet, sopping mess that made her look strangely lost as she moved closer to Micah and the unconscious woman. Micah's words were not comforting, and James stiffened before turning away from him completely in a storm of her own irritation.
That was easy for him to tell her, he'd found the only person he wanted to find!