Beverly has learned a few Klingon things over the years, mostly Mok'bara, but she can wield a bat'leth if she needs to. Luckily for everyone, she does not actually have a weapon with her or things would likely be worse than they already are. Right now, she doesn't want to fight; she wants to meditate herself into a sense of calm. Or at least try.

She doesn't notice Finnick's presence until he speaks and fortunately, she has finished the latest sequence and is pausing before beginning again. His voice is calm and familiar enough not to upset her. He is right that she is far from her best. The haunted look to her eyes is back, the one she had worn when they had first met. At least this time they know each other better and will hopefully not set each other off.

"Hi. Finnick. I didn't realize you were in here."

Obviously.