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Sarahi had mumbled something unintelligible as she stirred, nearly letting out a scream at the body next to her. It didn't help that Diadem decided to surround her in a flurry, tiny bells all at once shouting at her mentally a multitude of things that she couldn't understand. She would've yelled at them to shut up if she hadn't felt so tired, ignoring them as they eagerly clung to her in what she could only assume was comfort. Well, at least they weren't in that terrible place anymore, though she felt dirty and cranky all the same.

Judging by the teacher who looked like she just woke up herself and their surroundings, she guessed they were wherever she lived. Lovely. Sarahi had to resist the temptation to just lay down again, her head pounding slightly. Her body protested as she forced herself into a proper sitting position--through bitter cold or intense heat, she'd be damned if she was going to look unprofessional, even if she probably looked like she could use a bath.

She didn't bother questioning the coffee. Even if it was poisoned, death wasn't something she'd exactly bat away right now. She swatted away a few of the curious butterflies that had chosen to sit on her cup as she took in a deep drink. Now [i]that[/i] was what she needed to properly wake up her mind.

[color=C4ADD8]"Don't usually have your students alive at this point, do you?"[/color] She ended up asked. [color=C4ADD8]"Can't say I envy someone who has to go explaining the deaths of the people they're supposed to be responsible for."[/color]

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