"Non," she murmured. "I was... working on a frock." She moved to the table where the uncut fabric was. "But I must have gotten distracted." She folded the fabric back up and put it in the basket she kept in the corner. Her eyes shifted to them and she tilted her head in the same manner almost. She then moved to put on some tea. "I am sure I could use some fortification... And what of yourself?" She thought about making up a batch of scones to distract herself with, for surely she was losing her mind if she was going to keep looking out the window.