"No, I got it, I got it. There's probably someone who needs it a lot more than me." Megan said, feeling her way down the cot with the side of her leg and praying that she didn't step in something nasty on the way. Thankfully she didn't, and she was very pleased to find a chair at the end. She sat down, folding up her cane as she did. Hopefully this wouldn't take too long. She could tell that there was someone lying on the cot next to her, so she wasn't alone. "Been waiting long?" she asked the person next to her, who she assumed was lying down by where her breathing was coming from. She hoped not. The sooner she was out of here and back in her room, the happier she'd be. She cringed, imagining the damage Niles might have done to the room while she was gone.