Iman stays put and scans the park for a few moments, trying to zero in on a good option for first contact. There's no real procedures in place for this, and she's not fond of procedure anyway. There are a lot of people who look like average New Yorkers - people going to work, jogging, walking dogs or babies, snapping pictures... there's sort of a strange atmosphere, though, like everyone's a little tenser than one might normally see in the Park. Like they want to cut through it quickly, or... almost like they're avoiding something.

Actually - is that police tape? She squints, peering in the direction of the fountain. Something happened here. Maybe a murder or something. That might be a good tack to pick up from. She wasn't aiming for a hugely alternate universe, but there's still a good chance interdimensional travel isn't a Thing here. Can't just walk up to someone and say 'So I just popped in from the next universe over, can you give me a rough outline of world history.' Could, however, play tourist and ask just what happened here.

She takes a few steps closer to the fountain area, not quite decided yet.