"He what?!" All thoughts of wondering what that facial expression is supposed to mean go out the window, and she jumps to her feet, glaring at the ceiling. "Give them back, you self-imporrtant pile of brricks and morrtarr! You'rre not THEIRR lusus eitherr!" There's a vicious jab of satisfaction at being able to find the word this time, not least because Mason seemed pleased when she hadn't.