Benedict squints, at Sennara and then at the orange, his mind working slowly to match what she's saying. He begins to grow indignant, without really knowing why; she's being difficult, his unconscious tells him, and this is his house.

"All right," he says haughtily, dismissing her, his head turning quickly to focus on the sound of the bell.
"I'd better see about that." It's an excuse to leave the conversation-- where is the bell, anyway? He'll follow it.