When the door drew closer, Sylvia reached forward and pushed it open. The silent and dark hall that met her sent a chill down her spine before she remembered that she had nothing to fear anymore. Rolling her shoulders as they came to the staircase that led to her home, she raised her hand and pointed toward it. 

"That leads up to the second half of my home, the door ahead of us leads outside and the one on the left in a laundry room. I don't know...how we should..." Her vision faded as her words trialed off, she'd make the mistake of leaning slightly forward to gesture to the doors. She gripped thesidebars for support and swallowed the bile that had risen in her throat, her world swaying as she tried to focus on her surroundings. 

[i]The shot she gave me...it must be working now...[/i] She thought sluggishly as her eyes blinked into focus. She leaned back in her chair and we ally pointed towards the stairs once more. "We can grab my things and head off...my head hurts...." She softly hissed though her teeth as another wave of exhaustion and nausea hit her. She leaned her head back again the plastic backing of her chair, her eyes closing as she unintentionally seeked the warmth from Aleksandr she'd felt earlier. [@Briza]