[ it comes a second later - the realization, the wince. no, no that's, c'mon jemma. come on. ]

Sorry, Daisy, I- [ she shakes her head, wincing as another noise breaks through. she's overwhelmed, this whole situation is too much, and the longer that she stands here the more out of control it starts to feel. daisy, daisy is here. and she's okay, she's safe, better, because of it, but it's so much. too much.

jemma panics, stepping away from daisy and the rest of the train. she needs to leave - she doesn't know where she'd go, but she needs to leave. thankfully daisy is close enough to get the arm around her and to guide jemma away, because jemma doesn't have much to add to it, ducking under daisy's arm and letting her guide her away. ]

I- [ her eyes dart around. there are less people, it's feeling less like she's drowning. ] I don't know. Months? Or days? I- I think I've been sedated. I don't know where Fitz is. He was- the portal, I- [ she can feel the tears start to prick, and jemma hates it. feeling embarrassed that she can barely keep it together here. ]

Where are we? What is all of this?