[The next text comes through and she glances out the window, brow furrowed... and starts when frost begins to sparkle on the window, forming a definite hand shape right there in front of her.
But there's still no one there. She reaches out, touches the other side of the window to where the frost gathers like she could feel anything more than a cold glass pane... and then this time opens the window entirely.]
Jean?
[She hisses it out into the warm night. Invisible people doing stuff with ice. Yeah, she's seen that before.
But this week? This week kinda throws everything off.]
What are you.... Are you seriously right here? [She looks down towards the (kinda distant) ground.] Did you climb up here?
you must have planned this all along
But there's still no one there. She reaches out, touches the other side of the window to where the frost gathers like she could feel anything more than a cold glass pane... and then this time opens the window entirely.]
Jean?
[She hisses it out into the warm night. Invisible people doing stuff with ice. Yeah, she's seen that before.
But this week? This week kinda throws everything off.]
What are you.... Are you seriously right here? [She looks down towards the (kinda distant) ground.] Did you climb up here?