A special case. Of course she is. Max would laugh, or maybe cry, if she wasn't trying to process everything at once. After a minute she looks back up, staring at the ceiling for a second before looking back at Quentin, trying to recall whatever she can about where she'd been.

"I don't remember much of it, I was barely conscious. I just remember feeling like my whole body was under an intense amount of pressure and getting pulled somewhere, and I saw symbols on the walls. Then I must have blocked out."

Or she was knocked out, it sounds like either possibility is equally likely.

"If I can remember anything else, I'll let you know, but right now my head feels like it's gonna cave in."