The urge to hit him over the head - maybe grab that wooden spoon and do it with that so it would really hurt - was mounting. And, in fact, she took a defiant step forward to begin to continue yelling at him when Dev suddenly started coughing again.
It wasn't fair. He was there, he had no right to be, but... with the soup and the not breathing, and her brain was so fuzzy...
She grumbled something uncomplimentary about him under her breath and blew her nose again. "Ugh." Eww, this was so -- ugh, she hated colds. "You. This is not over. You don't just get to barge in here and -" she broke off to cough but was determined to finish, "friends knock!"