The only inclination that gives him a clue it might have been Parker is the fabric on the ground. He recognizes the style of her work, but it's possible someone else in the complex also had a knack for skinning inanimate objects. He gives a quick lean to peer over the edge and circles her nest once before scanning the rooftop with a slight frown.

Her talent for vanishing into thin air was unsettling, but also, he wished he had the skill to do the same. He was a good soldier and he could conceal himself well, but what she could do was almost magic like in quality.

"Parker?" Maybe it was her, maybe it wasn't. He wasn't even sur what sort of terms they were on after their mission. But if she was the one up there, they could at least give talking a try. If it was anyone other than her they were getting a serious beat down.