Lying upon a bed, voices echoed, muffled, unassuming. Sluggish and weak, the small beeping of machinary soon found its ways to her ears. Her eyes gently fluttered open, the light assaulting her eyes. Her body was battered and bruised, her mind somewhat blank, she was unassuming, unaware of where she was. With each flutter of her eyes, memories shot back, battering her brain to the point where she just wanted to scream. Yet she kept her maw shut, she screamed between the joined lips, the quelled sound not quite making it to the door. "Wh...where am I" she mumbled to herself. Arco was probably runn....."No....I killed him" she said sighing. She would have to explain this to Olivia and Moira, though they would certainly understand.  

She would take her time, to get used to her environment, sitting up, she felt heavier, she couldn't really feel one of her legs but right now, taking note of the area was the best option, looking around she could tell she was in a hospital of some sort, she was hooked up to machines, fancier machines than she had seen but it was obvious what they were for. "Okay, so how did I get here" she mused to herself. "What happened to my clothes, and Arco's body" she asked herself before looking to her hand. Willing her mind to do so, her hand shifted ever so gently, from her skin to the familiar look of snow. Her powers weren't dampened, she could use her snow like capabilities easily enough.