"Allowed to"? You're joking.

[Yeah, she's not buying it. She crosses the length of the bed until she is between him and the wall he is looking at (and, coincidentally, the door) and folds her arms.]

I have met some fools in my lifetime, but you are rapidly ranking as one of the most foolish. I have nearly killed you twice, and your concern lies in personal detail. Why.

[That's a demand, not a question.]