Tony was already up on the roof, like a great many people he had taken to the free space well enough, that and it being good and high up didn't at all hurt him as he does sorely miss being up good and high. He made no effort to sit in places that would make him feel more isolated like some tended to do up here. Mostly because when Tony wanted to be alone he knew more than a few ways to cut himself off from the world.

So right now, he's just leaning his arms on the railing as he looks out at the skyline, pretending it's New Yorks. Hearing footsteps he looks over his shoulder at her taking in her overall look and demeanour.

"Looks like you've been hit by the welcome wagon."

Is all he says before he looks back out over the skyline.