Aneyebrow arches, automatically, at the male’s comment – she didn’t notice himbefore, but that… wasn’t so much of a surprise. With how tired she was frompromotions, she was half asleep most of the time. The sound of his voice shookher, and it almost made her jump off the bench. Was he there from before? Hadshe rudely intruded, or had he decided to join her later on? And if so, had shemissed him talking before? Enough thought to almost give her a headache, so sheshook it off, and, instead, she brought one hand up to perch her chin on it, asthough her head was too heavy to keep up by itself, then turned around so she’dbe able to face him. “What do you mean--?” Not her smartest remark, at that,not even by far, but the best she was capable of right now.