*jerks her head up to look at you, startled into answering (Dad mentioned me?) with quick, angry flutters of her fingers (not that you or anybody she knows can understand, but sometimes (oftentimes) that's preferable by far)*
The doctor says it's because I grow so fast. You don't dance with arms, anyway. *and that's not at all true but how would a nerd like you know?* And I definitely don't need a babysitter so why don't you just go back to the carton and leave me alone?