Swallowed
one: no where else to go
dis.claimed.

Five dead in attempted gang bang. That is the headline that brings her back to them. She is still wearing the hospital gown provided for her when she arrives, Logan's jacket draped over her shoulders more for the sake of modesty than anything else. They are covered, after all, in place of her.

Remy observes the fuss made over the newcomer (that is, apparently, an oldcomer, as it were) with a cigarette in hand and eyebrows raised. The girl seems detached, distracted. He wonders if she's even aware of where she is. She is shivering, but her arms are limp at her side instead of curled about her to conserve heat. He frowns. Or, the better question would be, is she aware that she is?