[And that gets her to still a moment, the silence hanging a little terse in the air as the feed yet continues, and she seems to be warring with herself as to how to respond.]

...Honestly, you needn't be so rude about it, either.

[Best, perhaps, to just move right along.]

If there is a poisonous tea out there alongside the fainting one, someone really ought to see to it at once, before someone gets hurt. Oh, not you, of course, I'm sure you're much too busy with something else that's terribly important. But someone ought to, anyway.