"Oh! Um..."

As surprised as she is at Crane wrapping up their discussion, a wave of relief passes over her; she was beginning to feel somewhat cramped up in his office. She gets to her feet, a small fist pressed against her chest.

"Is that alright?" she asks, bending over quickly to snatch up her jacket. She slips one arm into the sleeve and then begins her most recent and daily struggle to get the other half of the jacket around the other shoulder. "I don't want to trouble you."