At the sound of Simms' voice, it felt strange to Cecilia that she wasn't scared. Not yet, anyway. She just felt... Groggy. She didn't have the strength for any emotional state that was too taxing. That voice, horrible as it was, did help center her on when and where she was.
She was not, however, in a right state. In response to his taunts she felt herself grinning maniacally. "I'm going to murder you with my bare hands," she said, and she was actually laughing darkly. Her words were slurred, but she didn't notice. "And I'm gonna let myself enjoy it. Where's Juno?" She didn't expect an honest answer.