( people-watching is creepy. or it could be, skye supposes, if you had creepy intentions. mostly, she just likes to take advantage of the quiet. rooftops are a great place to tether off other people's paid services and relax, a way to get out of the house without having to actually interact with people. she might be witty and conversational, but even skye likes her alone time every once in a while.

as for the self-dubbed spider-man currently on said rooftop, skye does her best to meet her quoted timeline. the building isn't far, luckily, and with just her basic toolkit it doesn't take much time at all to haul ass up the staircase and find her way up to the summit.

it does, however, leave her a little off-guard to find him so obviously in the stages of pure panic. such a sight is not very reassuring. )

Hey. ( a little louder than she might normally be, said a little further away, just to give him a heads up on her arrival, to give him time to breathe and relax now that help has arrived. eventually, she comes to kneel down next to him, hands cautiously reaching out to gently lift up the collar. there's not much give, but she manages. ) I'm gonna get you out of this, okay?

( at first glance, it's a mess. metal and technology woven together by hands that might have skill but certainly no respect for aesthetics, digging into the fabric of the suit and presumably the skin underneath. but the nice thing about metal and technology is that they're not infallible. there's always a weak point. )

We have two options, I think. I can try and brute force you out, or we can try to take this thing apart the nerd squad way. ( she's just not sure how immediately he needs out of the collar. ) Up to you.