This is Sara's first time at something like this and well, it's awkward for her to say the least. She was not good at opening up to people she was familiar with, friends with, and lovers, but now she had to open up to a bunch of strangers. It sounded more insane than the fact that she was in an asylum and despite how crazy her life had been, she'd never pictured ending up in here...plush bath robe and comfy bed aside.
It was empty aside for two men and Sara, again, should not have been surprised at the lack of participation. It wasn't everyday that you admitted to being a murderer or had the chance to without suffering massive consequences possibly. Lacking expression, Sara found an empty seat on the other side of the very pale one, picking at his finger nails, and smoking. She wasn't even aware someone could look that pale and she'd been around the world many times. When he speaks up, Sara frowns, but only briefly before crossing her arms on her chest and flipping a strand of blond hair behind her shoulders.