That tone brought her attention around to him and the blinked owlishly through her mussed bangs at the fierce no-nonsense expression she was getting from him.

"...but I'm in the middle of something." She protested, as she set the upper rigging on it's stand, confusion knitting her brow and sending a thin ribbon of blood rolling down the side of her face from her hairline. "It's okay. I've hit the ceiling before, really. It's not a big thing."