Still. Unimpressed. As always, and like she is with everyone. It takes a very special moment to crack her and make her care. This isn't it. She steps back again, looking around the pool, deciding that perhaps she's done enough observing from up close. The smell of chlorine is starting to annoy her, and she can look her notes over from a bit of a distance.

"If you'll excuse me, I'll get out of the way."