Ariadne's first response wasn't to face the speaker. Her very first instinct was to look at her hands. Grasshopper? No. She still looked pretty pink, as far as she could tell.

It was only then that she looked up.

Not a familiar face, but that was probably too much to expect, considering the circumstances. "I'm sorry?" she said. She looked up at the window, then back at the stranger again.

Maybe there was a rule against jumping out of windows.

"I'm...sorry?"

It was a rough morning, so far.