Okay, now she feels a bit guilty. For, y'know, the barging. There's probably some sort of general rule of etiquette for this sort of thing, but she really can't manage to summon it up offhand.

So she blinks instead, chews on her lower lip.

"You don't gotta -" she waves a hand, encompassing the whole room with the gesture. "'less you want help, or something?"

A hand scrubs through her hair, tugging out a snag, "M'okay. Nothin' too exciting, really. Just - waitin' for graduation."