Alexis would normally be bothered, perhaps, that there's someone (little more than a teenager, too!) in their spot (their spot their spot!!) clambering over the rooftops of these little residential area stores, but -- it's not really their spot, is it? They've been here once. Maybe twice. And Alexis is possessive, true, but not enough so to claim territory for their own when they've been there only a few times. They're not a dog - they're not going to mark it.

Not yet, anyways. They're no graffiti artist. (Or much of an 'artist', unless you count physical arts. Alexis doesn't.)

And it's hard to tell from this far - by this far it's down on the street, at a bad angle, but it looks like the kid's got some kinda bird or two (maybe two, maybe one, maybe plural? with their bad eye, Alexis can't make it out quite so well), and that warms the awful frozen cockles of Alexis' heart. A kid and their bird. Classic.

If the kid notices them first, it'll be fine. If not, well...Alexis can stand here and stare upwards for a long while.

Yunonia
i hope this works aa ;; i'm rather tired...