[Corvus, your explanations aren't helping. The sparrows flying around her house decide to perch on a bookshelf nearby, as if curiously overseeing the situation.]

Wait... what? [She shakes her head, waving her free hand dismissively. The other still clutches at the tree.] No... no, start over. You came in through my balcony?

[God... suddenly she remembers his weird association with the crows that night.] Did you have something to do with that giant crow landing on my couch? That's not funny, you know! I have to pay to get my windows fixed!

[The question of why he's naked and why he's injured surely will come next, but she wants to make sure she gets this point across.]