[wah!! she goes even redder and her eyes dart around, like it's too dangerous to look at Hawke's face, and rambles]

There's all sorts of parts that can come out, you know, I'm not very good at keeping them in, they just sort of spill about the place like marbles, or pebbles, or peppercorns, or biscuit crumbs, and then everything's a mess...!