Now he does finally look down, thinking. She's right. He hates it, but she is. He really just wants her to spit it out already about why they're here... but her tone isn't something he wants to mess with, either. He gives a heavy sigh.

"Fine, I'll--"

He's cut off by a loud crash and the building shaking. Ah yes, SOMEWHERE ELSE a bunch of people have crashed a balcony into the ground.

"... I didn't do it."