"You can't know it's 3am," she pointed out, pushing off the wall and regaining her feet. She brushed her medic skirt clear of debris. "Time's not that specifici... Time's not that exact here."

She hated when her tongue did that mangle the word she wants thing. It seemed to be doing that less than earlier. Sakura was fairly certain she could manage to say amalgamation.

"Amalgamation."

Yeah, she could. Still, since he hadn't answered her question, she turned, crossed her arms, took half a step back in compensation for how that destabilized her, and stared through the window. Or she did her best to stare through the window. "I was trying to find you." Yes, that had been the plan. "Because you're annoying, and presumpt-- and you make a lot of assumptions," she continued, annoyed that she'd stumbled over presumptive, "And we hadn't decided on a when to go -- are we talking through a window?"

For some reason, that struck her as more absurd. "Hang on, I'll... go find the stupid door." Now, to head right, or left?