Jean should realize he's up there, maybe, but she's still distracted and trying to center herself when Marco lands next to her. Enough so she nearly jumps out of her own skin, whirling around with fire in her eyes and her hands half-raised defensively. It's lucky she didn't send him halfway across the deck. Especially when he identifies himself. Slowly, she lowers her arms.

"Just today," she says as soon as she gets her voice back. "I'm Jean." She doesn't take his hand, however, instead watching him warily.