Martha was more than a bit in need of a hug herself. Despite her wish for home, returning here and having the eight months of memories slammed into her head isn't a good experience. When one adds the week of monsters in, it can become down-right hellish. So she keeps hugging her friend for a bit longer than necessary, and her hand brushes through the girl's hair for a moment in a gesture that is entirely too motherly for her liking.

The question earned her a sigh, and if it had been apt, Martha probably would be less raw. Less raw and more filled with rage for the disturbance in her life.

"When the angel touched me, it sent me ahead in my personal timeline. I'm not entirely sure why, but I ended up aboard the Barge again. I got to catch up with Sev." Though from the tone in Martha's voice, it's obvious that she is certain that isn't a good thing by any stretch of the imagination.

It's far easier for Martha to focus on other people than herself, and Martha appraised her friend and her expression turned a bit to worry. "You need some sleep."