[Maya is here, though she’s likely leaning heavily on any number of people -- at least until she gets to the chair set up by Hester. She’ll have to be sure to thank... all of them, really.

Speaking of gratitude -- thanks to some nice crackers and a bit of juice, she at least looks a little more steady than she did earlier. Bundled up in Benjamin's flannel as she is, she isn't even as cold. Certainly, she's still pained and a little dazed, but there’s clarity and determination in those eyes.]

I know what you are all going to ask. You suspect I might have been a witness. [She closes her eyes.] But I do not know what happened last night. I… hardly remember the attack, honestly. It was late, and I was not feeling well.

[She glances down at the floor, before gripping the podium she’s at a little tighter.]

I’m sorry I failed you all. If I had done better, fought harder, perhaps I could have saved someone. All of them.