Continuing to just stare at him like he had three heads, she got up to her feet and began to pace. She didn't say anything at all, she just paced back and forth down the hall, passing by him several times. He was going to try and kill her before this was over with. But she just didn't know what to say, or what to do, so she was pacing.
Her eyebrows knitted together as she walked. He was going to have to stop her and make her say something if he wanted any kind of real response.