"My sister, mostly. She suggested we look in the Sun Room, since brainwashed patients have been found there before, and she saw you upstairs on the balcony." Ema decided not to clarify why only Lana could see Agatha from the Sun Room below; it was embarrassing and unnecessary to bring up her newfound shortcomings, especially at a time like this. "Once we knew where you were, we hurried upstairs to try and stop anyone from hurting you or you from hurting anyone against your will. We... we would have made it there sooner, but the feedback over the speakers was... really loud." Her gaze fell ever so slightly out of guilt. Even though her being affected by the noise was scientifically reasonable--even expected--Ema still couldn't help but feel like she should have been able to ignore it somehow.

"I'm glad that you weren't hurt, Agatha. I don't know what good we actually did, but... we tried."