Dark hair, kinda lanky?

[ She raises her hand over her head about four inches, giving a height estimate. Then, she nods. ]

Yeah. Met him. Wasn't a fan. Totally creeped me out, had that Stepford vibe.

[ Thinking back on it, Skye crinkles her nose in a slightly uncomfortable look. She takes another step forward and kicks at the window again. It still doesn't crack, but she's feeling it. They're not light kicks, either. ]

God, what do they make their windows of here, vibranium?