She freezes when she notices someone else is on the roof. No one has really--gotten upset at her yet, or told her she was breaking the rules, but she's still not entirely convinced that she's not locked up in some mental institution. Someone's gotta come along at some point and tell her the crazy people can't just be up on the roof throwing glass everywhere, right?

He already knows her name, even.

She kind of just stares at him for a minute.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She throws another glass. "Uh, I don't want to be awkward or anything but I--I don't know you."