Summoner Tim let him be escorted by the woman. "I... I don't understand. What's happening to her?" He asked, turning his head to Sam.

Geokhan becomes more interested as he got more information.

"I have no idea who she is. I am just following a trail. Was there some kind of odd magic here? Rage and grief all at once. I won't try to make contact, I just want to see what happened. If not now, could you contact me when the she is more at ease?"

"Yes, she was using some sort of magic, though it is unknown to me. She formed a blade with it to attack the visitor from earlier, it disappeared after I sedated her. If I may have your name, I will contact you if it is deemed your assistance is required."
He glanced around the room for something to cover the window with.

((Must... Resist... Making bunny appear....))

((Oh gods not the bunny! DX lol. If you want to, sure :3 EDIT: She'd probably think it was part of what was happening to her anyway. Might be funny if the doctor saw it.))

Hopefully she got moved back to her bed. Regardless, she'd begin to stir again. This time, soft whimpers would escape her as she curled up into a tight ball with tears streaming down her cheeks. A glimpse at the frail woman that had been returned to them. The conscience that had hidden itself away deep in the darkest recesses of the mind.

"..help.. me..." she whispered, trembling as if her whole body was once more enduring the awful pain. "..W-Wukong.." The name was whispered softly. She'd reach up, feeling the mask and started to cry even harder as it'd get pushed off with ease revealing her terrified features. There were hints of scars, particularly one right below her left eye where it looked as if the skin had been ripped. They were faint, except for that one which was a bit more obvious. Her left eye was partly closed as if in pain, while her right would frantically begin searching around. She didn't know where she was. It was possible she wasn't even actually present. Her mind might be trapped in a flashback.

"..s-stop..." she whispered. It was clear she felt trapped as she slowly started to bring herself to her feet. She'd stagger weakly towards the door, then the windows, "E-Ezreal!?" She called out, "TIM!?" Her fear grew as she struggled to find an exit, "HELP!!"

Doctor Fenett stood, he didn't approach Mai, however, since she may still react violently if approached. He spoke in as calming a voice as possible. "There is no need to worry, you are safe here. This is the Medical Wing of the Institute, we have been helping you recover from your injuries for the past few days."
With that, he slowly began to walk to the door, giving her plenty of time to back off. His hands were empty, the wrist mounted dart launcher not visible. "If you promise not to just run, I will open the door for you, but I ask you to consider the situation you are in, first. I only want to help you. While I do not know exactly what happened, your best chance of recovery is here."