"He wasn't looking," she shrugged, clearly not bothered by his panicking, although after a moment's silence she did attempt to mollify him by adding "We'll smash something from one of his shelves and tell him it fell off and hit him."

Unconcerned enough to still be eating the chips, she leaned over to watch Vaska intently for a few seconds, "Nope, still breathing," she replied cheerfully, in the manner of somebody who only just thought to check. It may or may not be the case that she had.

"So, you brought dinner?" she turned her attention back to him fully, apparently considering the matter resolved.