[Eight nods, wanting to make this as quick as she could. She enters the room and waits for Lightning to enter before closing the door.]

Okay. So, after yesterday it is apparent to me that quite a few of us miss where we were pulled from.

And many of us want to share, but don't feel comfortable or might be scared to say.

So... [She unfurled a slip of paper and planted it on the far wall of the quiet rooms. In hastily scribbled letters which were probably made before coming over: "Where Is Home? Draw It!"]