She couldn't hear Psyche, and it was probably a good thing, given the state that her head was in. Grumpily, she batted Psyche's hand away, shifting to sit up, her back to the wall - her head felt worse when she as laying down.
"I'm not..." she waved her hand in the air a moment, grasping at a word, and just sighed as it escaped her. She frowned as she looked at them.