With clothing that bright, it would be hard to not notice Thrust, even if he hadn't been giving Astrid her due. She takes another look around, mostly to keep tabs on the locals still bustling by pretending like she didn't exist, before making her way over to the man. It would be good to stick by a wall, anyway.

"You're another one," she observes, turning so that she can face outward, watching both Thrust and the people of Vandare. There was enough distance that if her instincts were bad, she should be able to get away. "From the hospital, right?"