Ema woke up to Agatha ranting and raving, which was simultaneously terrifying and a relief. The threats were horrific and, worse, Ema was roughly 90% positive that Agatha wasn't kidding; something in her tone was visceral and not to be reckoned with. On the flip side, however, the rage also meant that Agatha was back to herself. That fact, at least, was good to learn.

While Ema understood why Agatha was so upset, she was also aware of the reality that surrounded them. Agatha needed to calm down before one of the nurses came, since attacking the staff would only end badly for her. They had no power, especially during the day when they were so closely monitored.

"Agatha?" Ema kicked off her covers and scrambled out of her bed, crossing the room to her roommate. "Please calm down, please!"