Daine blinks at him, annoyance giving way to curiosity. Whoever this is, he seems about as baffled as she is, if not more so. He's also poorly dressed for the weather--and he doesn't look like one of the far-too-numerous homeless folk she's seen around the city.

She hops along her bleacher until she's almost even with the two-legger and peers down at him. Maybe he's come through the rift, though she doesn't like the thought of the rift dumping someone almost on top of her without her even knowing it was there.