He may have been right there, 'stomping' could have been underselling it. It wasn't normal walking, by any means. Yeah, maybe something like that. The guy was suddenly in front of her like he didn't require transversing the whole fucking elevator like the rest of humanity, just chose against it to be where he needed to be. Jessica's reaction was to sit back a little bit, slowly clapping any elevator grime from her gloves, watching him cautiously. "It was an accident," she said, because it wasn't clear if he could process that sort of thing happening independently. "If it makes you feel any better, right now I'm probably as pissed about it as you are." It was their only plan so far. Still from her knees, Jessica considered that dangerous emergency button, not sure if she would bet her strength against electricity necessary to brave it, then leaned over to squint into the lobby, not with hope but a general ennui.