Thea was freaking out. She hadn't seen Ollie anywhere and she had spent at least thirty minutes wandering around the hotel. It's overt oppulence had no effect on her. She was a Queen, after all. But being separated from her brother, from her mother and from Roy left her feeling more than a little vulnerable. It was rarely Thea who was brutalized in these kinds of things, that happened all too often in her city. She was usually the bystander and she didn't care for the change of pace.
The knock at the door startled her until she remembered her conversation with Laurel. Laurel who was like a big sister to her. Laurel would make things seem a little better, a little safer. Maybe. Thea felt better anyway when she flung the door open and saw the familiar figure standing there.
"Thank God you're okay," she said but what she really meant was Thank God I'm not alone. She reached out and briefly hugged Laurel, a little bit of comfort for both of them. The best thing they could do was stick together right now though Thea was uncertain of what to do after that. What would Ollie do? What would Roy do? Probably go and beat someone up. Thea would gladly try and take on that role but who?
"What's going on? Do you have any idea? I've been trying to follow the network but everyone seems as clueless as I feel."