[That's, uh... Hmm. There's a lot to unpack here. Her body language, what she's saying, what she's not saying...

What did you do this time, Quire??

He looks at the key in her hand and back up to her face.]

Right. So let me get this straight. There's a treehouse somewhere in the forest that you've been living in and maintaining and upgrading for some unspecified but seemingly significant amount of time... but supposedly this thing is mine. Because I apparently built it. Even though I don't remember doing so. Do I have that right?