She pretended not to hear the displeasure in his voice as she breezed past him and into his trailer, pausing once inside to take in her surroundings. "I don't need for anything, Headmaster," was her response, and with it she spun back to face him. She did not wilt or shy from the cold, stern front with which he presented himself, but carried on as she normally would and took to flitting about his small space to inspect his decor, her posture a playful mimicry of his own favored stance. "I simply came to see you and make sure you're not working too hard. Everyone else is out having fun. It seemed a shame that you'd be here all alone."
She raised her brows and pressed her lips into themselves. "And so here I am." She inclined her torso towards him a bit, mirth gleaming in the aqua depths of her eye as she added, "And here you are, looking quite put out. You've allotted yourself ten minutes of distraction, Kennet. There's no need to glower. You've probably already started a timer somewhere." She indicated the book in his hand. "Leisure reading?"