She tsks, stepping in to lean in and speak lower, as though she meant to be gently talking to some skittish animal...or something. She's not an animal-person, but one could assume--

Anyway.

"Dear girl, imagine how exhausted you would be having spoken enough to everyone, let alone a handful, to get a good read on any. There was barely the time, given everything. Give yourself some grace, please; I can offer it to you myself, but it only really matters if it's your own."