Now there were other people waking up and discussing their current situation, Merlou took this chance to reach over and grab her clothes, quickly dressing herself and slightly sighing, feeling a tad more secure. It seemed that the group was talking about how it could be some reality t.v plot, she was certain that she didn't survive her accident, no matter how much she would have loved to believe the newly formed hypothesis.
Rising off of the bed, she stretched her legs, being six-foot-five meant that her legs often cramped up in small spaces, or just not moving for a period of time. "Ah, yes, coffee sounds amazing right now, thank you," she said as she waited for the thermos to be passed toward her. She stood around awkwardly for half a second, a little embarrassed that some of the others had seen her crying, so she ran a hand through her hair and cleared her throat, preparing to enter the conversation.
Placing a hand on her hip, she said, "Well, we could always ask one of the doctors. I'm pretty sure that they must know something, since they knew we would have questions, right? And I wouldn't mind you taking a picture, I'm pretty curious too, whatever Pictopedia is," Merlou chimmed in, but before it could be answered, a small, younger looking girl with pink hair woke up, who kind of reminded her of a cupcake, sitting up quickly in her bed.
Merlou gave her a slight wave, smiling lightly. "Hi, I'm Merlou, nice to meet you Umi, well, er, not in this setting, but hopefully you know what I mean,"