Oh, for two fans. Three, actually, so she can cover her face AND her ears. And a third hand to do it.

...whatever, clearly this shouting has scrambled her brain a bit.

"All the cicadas," she chides gently, "have stilled their wings for the night / leaving only this one/ how splendidly fierce it is / how it echoes in silence."

And then she coughs. Significantly. Maybe that was a little too direct and overbearing, but jeez, that guy is LOUD.