"There's a good lad," she replies teasingly (Lad, as if he wasn't nearly 20 years her senior), apparently indifferent to his tone of voice. She takes it as her cue to release him from the embrace, taking two steps back in order to give him space. What she's really doing is finding the ledge behind her, pulling her legs up and pressing her back to the building.

"Let's start by you tellin' me what you've been diggin' up." Lena pulls her goggles off the top of her head and tosses her hair with one gloved hand.