The Varaxian acknowledged her slowly, whether that was just a muddled mind or a play to get her to leave, she didn't know. In all honesty, Jackdaw felt a bit disappointed that Taerys actually responded. This was far from her area of expertise -it wasn't that she hated people, she just didn't know how to handle them anymore. It wasn't part of her. Still, now she was in, and she had to commit. 

Turning to face her, she put her hands in her pockets, letting her own eyes wander for a bit. Maybe the answers would be on the walls, or literally anywhere else. When at last they settled on Taerys, she sighed. 

"You're distressed," she said, jumping bast the faux-greeting. Though, the bitter edge to her own words was apparent to her, and she cleared her throat. "I mean. You're distressed, and that is...bad."

Yeah, that was perfect. A natural she was. "[i]I mean[/i], you're distressed, that's bad, what is bothering you?"