She laughs a little and nods. She has to pull her hand out of her jacket so she can wipe her eyes, a flash of blue around her wrist before it falls down and disappears into the sleeve.

"I'm okay," she assures. She looks up at him, and frowns gently. "You... have been here?" He's not the same, that much is obvious to her, which means... he's been here. The entire time that she has, somewhere in the city, and she never even tried to look for him.