There's a sharp exhale, a little shake of her shoulders. It's almost a laugh, because this isn't the first time that's happened, although the last person didn't even figure out that it was her name on his own.

He became a... friend. Perhaps this is a good start, then.

Whisper looks up at the tower. "Sure." Someone has to, and her ears stand up as she focuses, reaching out to gently nudge center blocks until she finds a relatively loose one to start pushing through.