[that's a weird sight but Patience is too distracted by human-scale people seeming like toddlers, see above, to feel threatened. But it agrees and so she's moved to elaborate. She claps her jaws shut on nothing as if she could bite the problem.]

I play basketball. 'Basketball player turns into little-armed dinosaur' is already an amazingly stupid obvious joke. Hilarious. I don't need... [she swings her heavy head back and forth as if having bitten the problem she's worrying it.]

This is going to waste a lot of time before I can get back and do what I gotta do to actually go home, isn't it? [Physically she is distinctly growling, even if her psychic overlay voice isn't:] I hate time travel.