She blinks as she takes a moment to think about her physical state. It had been quite a while since she last ate, though from what Schön told her, it was impossible to tell how long it had been by looking out the window. With quick, practiced motions she re-braids her hair and pins said braids into a tight bun.

"Were I in full control of my faculties, I might call that an understatement. As it stands, I know I should eat something." She swings her legs over the side of the bed and stands, gently working out wrinkles of her linen sleeves and resetting her belt to a more proper place. The weight properly adjusted, she nods to Schön. "Please, lead the way?"