She had a full bag on her shoulder, containing things she remembered packing at Quantico, to go home. In her hands she held release papers from Arkham, signed and saying she was free. The nurse had delivered her the papers, then told her a little about where she might find a place to stay, and that a smart girl like her would have no problem adjusting to a new place.
Huh.
She had no idea how she'd gotten there, and despite her helpful conversation with Jesse and tonguing and hiding her medication, her investigation hadn't gotten her anywhere. That was frustrating.
The guy asking the question was cute, she thought. Probably a little too old for her, maybe, but cute. She felt a little twist in her gut at the thought. Now was not the time to develop yet another ill-advised crush on a guy. Even if Jesse was right and she'd never get out of here, what if Logan showed up? Or, God help her, Piz? She silently resolved to keep things uncomplicated while she was here, then realized exactly how likely that was to actually occur.