The pacing stops for a moment when she sees James face peer around the corner and she crosses her arms over her chest, eying him.

"Oh, it certainly took you long enough to get home from work," she mutters without even a hello.

It's the restlessness. The fact that she wasn't sure what to do with herself today and wound up spending most of her time thinking and the results she came up with weren't good. Not good at all.