Emma rolled her eyes at the mess she'd come back to, she'd been expecting it of course, The full moon always took a toll on you not just physically but mentally as well. The room she'd set up for you was practically torn apart, the bed frame was broken, the curtains torn, and a few dressers knocked over. She looked around the room with a calculating eye until her attention was caught by a lump of sheets on the ground that appeared to be breathing. She took a deep breath before crouching in front of it, nudging it to make sure it was you. "You can cease the dramatics, I gave you more than enough time to recover."