"Thank the gods," Hannah breathed when it seemed that Theo knew where she was. She definitely didn't plan to try to move at all--she really didn't think her legs would be able to hold her if she did, as she'd already slid down the wall to sit on the floor, her knees curled up to her chest.
Though she could hear that he was moving through somewhere...wait, was that the hospital?...she still babbled almost incoherently at him since he'd said he would stay on the line. She definitely wasn't calm, and she was slipping in and out of coherency, her words slurring off and on inconsistently. And when the call dropped, she sobbed again, dropping her face against her knees.
It was only a few brief moments later that she heard the tapping on the door to the loo. "M'in here," she called back, barely coherent and definitely not able to get up to greet him.