Emma had been laying on the floor in the dark after she'd turned off her PDA. She'd been attempting to block out all of the outside distracts that had been filtering in, spreading her consciousness outward only enough to be able to lock onto one singular point in the chaos. The happiness that was being exuded from next door was a comforting buoy in a sea of anger, irritation, and grief. That was, until he mind snapped away at the knock on the door, and Emma pushed herself to her feet, opening it without hesitation and smiling at the individual that she'd felt on the other side.
"Thank you," Emma managed through her squinting into the hallway. A migraine was thrumming behind her eyes, the feelings only compounding it, and the light just made it that much worse. "For doing this. I really hate to bother you, but I've been trying to go to sleep for the past two hours, and it hasn't been working," She said, stepping back so that he could enter the completely darkened apartment save for a few candles on the coffee table.
"One good night's sleep will... Well, it'll mean a lot to me. I don't think I've ever really had one."