[ Re-L's brows crease for a moment, thrown off by his stumbling words at least until her mind processed the stumbled question. Still, it doesn't make much sense even when she's thought on it, and without much thought to what she's doing she begins mimicking his hand motions, expression a bit ... well, off. ]

I don't understand what your question is or what your motioning it about. [ She leans on the ledge of the porthole she's been looking out of, resting her chin on her hand once again. ]

Why don't you rephrase it in a way that makes sense.