Millicent felt the panic rise in her, until she saw Romy, heard her, relaxed.
'She's safe?' she croaked out, wishing she could speak properly, wondering why her voice sounded so foreign to her, so...unused in lack of a better word. 'Why am I here? I wasn't here, I was...' she pondered where she'd been, trying to remember, only getting images of Erklings in her head.
'Erklings!' she said, wanting to sit up in bed, but failing to do much more than lift her shoulders slightly. 'Why where there Erklings at Neville's? We were talking, then there were Erklings, then...' She frowned.