She made an indignant sound as the commotion caused by his weight upon the branches scattered even more leaves down into her hair, gasping as he launched himself up higher still into the tree. "What are you doing? Get down. You can't even walk on the ground without falling!" She was calling up after him, and even though it was very obvious that he wasn't listen, she kept doggedly on, frowning up into the maze of boughs to try and keep an eye on him lest he actually slip.
"If you come crashing down, I'm not going to catch you," she warned, even though that was very much a lie. If he looked, he'd see her hands were out and ready to secure a shield to bubble him with if need be.