Alexa closing the door behind her, she sighed slightly as the breakroom was empty. She had almost been hoping Warren had been in here. Looking at Becky, she frowned/ Rebecca had been so...angry, or distraught. The emotion had been hard to pinpoint, and when she'd cast the unforgivables, Alexa had felt her heart stop. Now, looking at her sleeping form her face was still slightly pained, but as her breathing grew deeper, the expression left a calm, albeit distant look to her. Sitting beside her, the auror groaned. There had been way too much drama today, and she was just too old for all of this.