Bee peeks out from behind her book and a plush armchair, which she's ignored in favor of sitting on the floor. All that commotion! Someone must have had a difficult time coming in, just as she did. She feels a little more shy than usual, not wanting to startle someone who's already on edge - and it sounds like she didn't come alone? But no, Bee can't see anyone else, just her.

She clears her throat softly, still just peeking out. "Hello," she says. For good measure she adds, "You're all right now."