Trying to get her bearings around the castle definitely takes her all over. She feels turned around even after the first few hallways, and she's usually decent at navigating her way around. It's frustrating, and her steps get more and more urgent, her boots clicking impatiently on the stone as she turns here, there, through that room, up those stairs...

She's only getting herself more lost in her little fit of rage. She just wants to know something about what's going on and where she is. She doesn't think to look up, so when a voice calls behind her, she whirls, looking around the floor and walls for the speaker.

"Hello? Who spoke?"