"Hello," she replied with a smile that is apparently meant to reassure him, but not to beckon him closer - friendly, but not overly so. She swept her gaze up from his feet - shoes not intended for the outdoors, trouser legs caked in a little bit of mud (it had been raining recently), device held at an angle and distance from the face that indicated a certain dubious relationship with it at present - to his face with its uncertain expression, as though taking it all in for the first time.

"Lost?"