It's Tuesday, and so far Terezi has been feeling okay. She doesn't know why, but she hasn't been suffering the same hallucinations that everyone around her has been. It makes it easier to wander off alone into the arena, to search for food and shelter and other things that they need while everyone else is trying to hold themselves together.

That's when she hears a voice shouting into the distance--a familiar voice, and one apparently in distress. Terezi hurries in that direction, eventually happening upon Jet in all of his possibly-insane glory.

Instinct tells her to approach cautiously, and she does. She calls out to him before she's actually within range of physical contact. "Jet? Hey... Are you okay?" Probably a stupid question, but she needs to get him talking to her somehow.