Ava doesn't particularly pay too much mind to how long she's gone as she rubs at her sore arms and legs, though her eyes widen when she returns. "Oh, thank you," she takes the unexpectedly welcome blanket gratefully, taking a moment to unfold it enough to drape around her shoulders and across her lap. She leaves enough of her arms exposed so that she can freely take the mug as well, inhaling the sentimental scent. And sighs out.

"Never realize how much rest I need until I finally sit down," Ava admits. "But yes, quite a few of us. Still missing a lot of... friends I care about. It's been hard not to worry, but this is a chance at a new sort of life. That I didn't think I'd actually get."