Well, not entirely toppled: On closer examination, it would appear that Silussa was not looking up with a mere curious glance, but with the stare that most deer tend to acquire just before they get struck by an automobile. Her coils were still actually shaking a little, and her flowery scent had actually become stronger, ostensibly as a signal to others of her kind if she were in danger. of course, there were no other nagas of her kind within smelling distance, and she did feel a little obligation to answer. "Ah, well... It didn't know it was the hang out of you and your mate, but... I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that it was being used, since it's a very lovely tree. My name is Silussa, and I'm sorry to have disturbed you. I was just exploring." She sniffs the air, but waits to see if what she catches is not just a figment of her imagination.