Presley stepped into the waiting room and glanced around. This was her second time here this year, but thankfully, this time, it wasn't her in need of medical assistance. She had heard that Rose was injured, and was looking for her. She tapped her foot impatiently as she looked around, and didn't locate her among the faces. There were two girls, one of whom was asleep with her hair covering her face. Presley assumed that Rose had been taken back to a healing room, and she sat down to wait.