It makes her go stiff, and if she were anyone other than herself her reaction past that point would have been different. Her free hand twitches toward her stopwatch as it is -- but his voice, the fact his hand doesn't increase pressure into something more threatening than it already is stays her hand.

She nods her head slowly, not tempted to talk against his hand. Instead she plucks at his invisible wrist, taking a wild guess at what he meant.

"The kitten, or the not being seen thing?"