A smirk tugged at the corners of Ashling's mouth. Her eyes flickered briefly up to look at him, then back down at her progress. "I've had them before," she said. "They are nice. You miss my point." Her tone was polite. Gentle. She sighed softly as she tried to figure out whether or not she was going to explain it, and then what words to use to do so.
"I've been here a couple of months," she finally said. That was easy enough. "It gets to me now and again. Like there's too many hours in the day and not enough to do. So I can do this myself." It was something.