[ Amy's still a little sluggish as she blinks, trying to get her brain to catch up to the world around her. Espio's voice is a big help though, and immediately she snaps back to attention, her gaze falling on the concerned expression of one of her nearest and dearest friends. ]

Espio! Sorry, sorry-- oof... are you okay? How did I get here? Was everything from before just a dream...?

[ Because it sure didn't feel like it. She rubs her head one last time, before she finally allows herself to sit up properly, swinging her legs over the side of his bed and forcing her posture to straighten. ]

Wait... how am I alive right now?