She backed up against the door. It wasn't locked, was it? That Vanisher guy had said it wasn't. "My name's 'Ro, buddy... I don't remember giving you it. Who's this Ororo you're talking about?" she said, eyes going a bit wide. That familiar feeling just grew by the second as he started sniffing the air.
Her hair whipped a little in the breeze and she swallowed. Her hand was reaching for the handle, trying to open it just a bit. "Who... are you?" she managed, frowning visibly, biting at her lip and finding the knob finally. Her dark fingers wrapped around it and held tight. For now, Vanisher was forgotten.