Hearing the elevator start to come up, Nathan nearly dropped off the pipe he was laying on in the middle of the roof. Taking cover behind it, he aimed his gun right for the elevator...waiting...when he saw a figure wrapped in every layer of clothing except for the eyes, he narrowed his eyes as he watched her. "Are you infected!?" He yelled out at her. He didn't want to take any chances. "Are. You. Infected? Have you encountered the infection? Are you cut or bit? Did you breathe in any purple smoke?!" He seemed to be ordering her. She had a sword...he had a gun. You don't bring a knife to a gun fight. "Remove your face's coverings so I can see you aren't one of them!"