Audrey stretched quickly, a fast tensing and releasing of each major muscle group to hopefully help herself wake up faster and shake the lingering grogginess; she slid out of the bunk and nearly fell, but caught herself on the frame before she did more than a stumble. Felix's joke drew an amused smirk for a second, but it was gone in a flash as her mind went back to their situation. Simms was dead, and now they'd woken up in their hideout minus another member. Surely the two weren't related? Was removing Daphne a punishment for Simms' death? It didn't make sense, but then, neither had much of what those in charge had done.
"Kitchen," she told the two men, resisting the urge to shake her head like a dog to draw a touch more alertness from her struggling brain. "Five minutes. We'll figure it out." She felt a little drunk as she walked off, but at least she managed a mostly straight line and didn't fall on her face. All she knew was that she really, really needed a strong pot of tea.