Eileen wasn't entirely certain what to expect when she was led back to an entirely different room than the one she'd left that morning. Why did they keep changing rooms? Or was it just standard when new patients were brought in?

She understood it all meant that she wasn't rooming with Renamon anymore. The girl had been nice - and helpful. They hadn't been terribly close, but Eileen liked her. And it was nice, having one stable person she saw and talked with every day.

She was escorted to F34, and she made note of the number. She was ushered in, and gave the red haired woman already inside a friendly nod and a little wave. Obviously, this was her new roommate.