The helicopter might be a deterrent from then on, but Daisy wasn't so surprised to find a careless onlooker on the roof. There were more on the surrounding buildings, hanging out of windows and helping each other onto high points to get the best view of the transplanted apartment building floating in the middle of the Hudson. Even a few ships had stopped, idling in the rapidly cooling waters to take in the action, like they'd never seen anything fall from the sky in New York fucking City before. Tourists. Anyone with half a brain knew that the destruction had probably just begun.
She kept to General Fury's side, arms folded, eyes darting to spot any other lurking looky-loos before they became a problem, and lingering on the group that had gathered on the rooftop to their right and were waving their arms to get the attention of the agents. "Woohoo! That looks serious, huh? Can you tell us what it is? What's going on, man?" Daisy sighed and dropped her hands to her hips, looking back to Nick for direction. She could get rid of them. Could she get rid of them, please?