It's policy in Stark Industries that work was work and it oughtn't be interrupted. Ayin had heard that was a policy from the family's days mostly owning blacksmiths, which made sense really, since one didn't want to distract a blacksmith while swinging that heavy hammer at heated objects. So Ayin was very much not used to having an enthusiastic bundle of bones and skin bounce in just to ask a question.

"Um ..." Ayin blinked at Akito and then glanced nervously around, and up at the clock. "Unless it's to make another appointment, I can't talk until I stop for second-lunch in half an hour." Being properly fed and watered and rested were very important parts of performing work to the utmost, after all. Besides, of course he was there to make another appointment; Zanru was the important one in the building, and the researchers, and the engineers. Ayin was just a receptionist. She was important only to help keep things running, not to talk.