"I'm going to kill whoever did it," she said very honestly. And it sounded like she meant it. Not that Riff could ever actually manage to murder someone. Way too messy. Although the cleaning could be fun... No, not fun. Annoying. Hard to get rid of blood.
"I've... been unconscious for four days. On an IV. Yeah, a bit. There's just more important things going on, aren't there?" Riffraff was so pissed that she didn't even realize she was snapping at the woman who was technically her rescuer since she was getting a nice update on the situation. "Do you have any clue precisely how many people are missing?" The elevator doors pinged open on the right floor and she started to make her way along the wall towards the exit. Stupid thing was probably not going to wait for her though.