She opens one eye when she hears someone enter. It had been a slow stream of visitors. People ghosting by, trying to be quiet and looking surprised that she's awake.

She's never seen this woman before. She's pretty. She looks like a knight. What is it with Vandal and knights? Between Wing, Drift and Soundwave...

She lifts two fingers in greeting, because that's about what she's feeling up to.

"Who're you?" Well, she never boasted being polite, unfortunately. But given the circumstances, and being far less trusting of just about everything, she doesn't quite give a damn.