[ Ah, there she is. She's more silent than Black Bolt might have expected, but he's not overly surprised. He's known some very stealthy people in his time. He stares at her steadily after she drops, considering. He doesn't want trouble either, so that makes the two of them — but he doesn't have the words to say it, so she'll just have to gather as much from his stillness.

His near stillness, anyway. After a few long seconds of observation — he nods. Just once, a nod of greeting. ]