Hawke spots the man, an unfamiliar face among the ones she's seen so far, though she doesn't alter her course to avoid him. Nor does she intentionally catch his attention. Once he speaks, she stops, glancing at him with a look that speaks well to her irritation.

She opens her mouth to say, Oh, everything's fine. Just another non-vocal day, but only gets to fine before she gives up. Lifting her hands to both sides, she offers her a You tell me sort of look. Clearly, she is not doing quite as well as she might like.