Lee didn't start at the thump of someone coming up close to her. She didn't turn to look just yet, either. "You know... anyone in their right mind would have taken the stairs." She gestured vaguely behind her, towards the locked door she was pretty sure she'd seen earlier.
She glanced over then, face still mostly obscured by her hood. So he probably couldn't see her eyebrow raise, and he may not have been able to see her smirk. "Nice tights. I didn't realize that Cirque du Soleil escapees liked climbing buildings. Thought you were more the trapeze types." She leaned back on her haunches and went back to scouring the streets below. She couldn't bring herself to care whether or not he answered, or even whether or not he tried to start shit. She could survive a fall from this height. Could he?