When consciousness returns, there is fear that lasts for the briefest moment in time. Because this is not the manor, it is not that forsaken place. Because some things she's grown accustomed to are the same, and others are ones she associates with happiness, with security. With Security.

Breathe, and focus. Everything that happened, she remembers. On some level, it happened - what took place needed to. Why is still beyond her. But the important thing is that she's here now, in this place, on the ship.

One hundred and twenty three days. That's not a bad number at all to reset from.

Slowly, she opens her eyes, and sits up.