Bella was expecting to be slightly late to math class. This is not math class, but it seems like the sort of thing she ought to be later to math class in order to investigate. In she stalks, ready for something to jump out at her, wondering if she ought to pull a stake out of her bag.
"You're welcome. Any time you need me to stop volunteering unsolicited impolite judgments on what your face is doing, I'm on it. Part of the Slayer skill set along with backflips and super-healing."
"That one I actually had before I activated. The backflips were new, though. First thing I noticed was that I stopped tripping all the time."
"What do you know about her? I realize you haven't had tons of social contact, but..."
"Best known for inventing a moderately revolutionary computing device called a holo-pen. Very fond of her husband. She scoops him up. It's very cute, unless, for example, you are trying to impersonate him at the time and have a previously undiscovered paralyzing fear of affectionate physical contact."
"Okay, now I'm glad I didn't give in to the temptation to pat you on the head after we were done sparring."
"I'm sure my childhood was at fault somehow. The complete lack of it is the most obvious possible cause, but there are others."