Jane smiled, "I've seen her, I think? She's very quiet herself, almost, well no, she is silent."
Jane settled back into the chair she'd leapt out of, and picked up the book, holding it gently. "I don't know how she does it though, even I seem to make noise in here, without trying, and I usually try very hard to be very, very quiet."
You didn't get hit if he didn't know you were there....