Rahel's arm hurt, but she had been exempted from the rumors of nausea and pain. It wasn't necessarily a good thing - if anything, she felt like a freak for being among the very few who didn't wail and curse and cry. But it wasn't in her nature to fake it.
She left on her own two feet, without requiring help, and moved to wait outside. Katharine was nowhere in sight and she didn't know if to be happy or not. The younger woman had been present for the 'ceremony', if one could call it that, but her input hadn't done much to make things any less awkward. Or to make Rahel feel like any less of a pedophile.
She uncrossed her legs and looked around the lobby with disinterest. There were couples coming and going all the time. Nothing interesting to see there.