Matilda bends to pick up her forgotten pillow, then decides to just forgo standing as a whole, and kerplunks herself onto the floor of the porch. Your head is safe for now, Gyre.

"Yeah, I didn't know you guys talked." She sounds a little scandalized-- what did they talk about? Did they talk about her? Was her grandfatherly dog companion hanging out with the Wizard gossiping about her?