She proceeded towards the living room where hushed groans came from. On getting there, she took in the silhouette of a figure who was hunched over the floor. The person's back was to her as he/she looked as though they were heading into the kitchen before tripping.
Emerald quietly tiptoed towards where she knew the light switch was housed. She wanted to see who the intruder really was for safe measures just in case it really was Logan again, so, she wouldn't end up in jail with his murder on her shoulders.
She had to pass behind the intruder's back to get to her destination, so she stilled for a bit to think of a plan. After much thought, she tiptoed swiftly towards the intruder. Whacking the backside of his head softly but just enough to make him feel like the bell of Notrê Dame was ringing in his skull, she quickly made her way to the switch and flicked on the lights, revealing the identity of the intruder.