Dulcinea blinks stupidly. Only, well, that's not true at all, is it? She blinks with genius-level acuity, but by the standards she sets for herself it feels like a pretty stupid response. She has to crane her neck to look up at Rinley from her girl-perch, which also feels pretty stupid to be quite h with you.

She reaches into the pocket of her slacks and pulls out an intensely tiny notebook she immediately starts scribbling equally tiny notes into.  She looks up again. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. And she blinks, because actually that's the smartest answer she's got left to her right now. 

"A giant... snake?" she slurs. 

Her mouth widens into an enormous yawn, which she makes zero effort to cover. She looks up at Rinley one last time before rubbing uselessly at the dark circles under her eyes. She pockets her tiny notebook again.

And then she turns away and resumes her exhausted trudge down the street without bothering (remembering?) to reply.