Hermione, taking the moment to gather herself and try to wrap her mind around the vision, the shadows and what they all mean (magical? Were they true ghosts? Or were they just some kind of hallucination because she wasn't touching enough people -- even though she was sure she was safe?) was rather shocked to hear a voice behind her, jumping a little as she turns her head to offer Pepper wide, lost eyes.

Shaking herself from the daze, Hermione stands up and offers a soft smile, brushing her hair from her face and trying to act as though she wasn't seeing spirits and imagining - well, rivers and lakes and fire and chanting. She doesn't want people to worry about her, even if those people are, generally, strangers. They're all trapped her, so it's near enough certain that they're going to see each other again.

"I'm fine, really," She says, eventually, taking a deep breath. "I was just on my way to meet a friend - I think I must have missed my touching quota somehow..." She shakes her head. She had been told hallucinations were a possible side effect, but this fast? "Please, don't worry."