Tony was in the room face first, sliding through the window more than climbing as Cayde shoved at him, the hold he was trying to keep on the Exo working against him. Between the scrape of the jagged edge of the window and the rug burn on his face as he landed, he let out a groan of despair, and that was before it was obvious that the lady recognized him. "Oh, you poor dear!" she sighed, apparently ready to accept this dramatic entrance now that she knew it was someone that had already survived her flirting, toddling closer to help him to his feet and start pressing her handkerchief into his bleeding hands. "You simply shouldn't have been out there, it cannot have been safe!"

It wasn't exactly concern that she appraised Cayde with, eyes wide and innocently hopeful, waiting for her compliment.