She's not upset to be looking for them, she's upset to be unsuccessful. Nothing like spending hours and hours trying to accomplish something and getting jack-all to show for it.

She's not a fan. She wouldn't even be here now, in fact, not without something. She's keeping that to herself, though. No one needs to know how personal this has gotten for her.

"Ugh. Yeah. Soooo-rry, no prize for that one." She stretches both pairs of arms, clasping their fingers together above her and in front her before bending backwards and shutting her eyes.

When she straightens, she looks back at him with a more serious, alert look. This guy wouldn't be hanging around, asking about the search, unless he had a reason.

"So, what about you? Were you looking for me?"