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[Waking up, she's kind of cold, and uncomfortable and-- oh, she slept in her clothes. In a bed that's not hers. Because she couldn't keep herself standing last night.
Events come back now and Tear can feel slight irritation nudge her as her awareness clears up more, but doesn't entertain it because there are more important things to know and concentrate on other than her own problems. She can beat herself up about them later, when she's up to date.
Propping herself up on her elbow, she looks about what she's sure to be one of the hospital rooms; door shut, no one save for her, and her device on the stand by the bed. She reaches for it after a moment-- even though she figures it's late in the day, and the situation is most likely "old news" by now, she still wants to confirm for herself right away]
Just to make sure-- was everyone that got wounded last night taken care of?