"Isn't it pretty?" she breathed, hanging down from above the window once more. Her approach over the stretch of wall between where he left her and where she was now as silent as cat crossing a carpet. Her strength keeping her in the odd position more than her claws, which no longer dug into the stone beneath her hands.
Her lips parted and eyes shut in a dreamy expression. A light 'crack' sounded from somewhere behind Iron Man. She didn't seem to notice as she admired the rocks in the window.