He blinks, startled yet again by this weird person. It takes him a second to realize he's alone in the roof and he swears angrily, stomping one foot against the roof. He's certain he's lost them, that he said the wrong thing and they abandoned him for some reason, and he's about to continue grousing about it up here when he hears the elevator moving behind him.

"What are you doing!" he shouts in definite, unguarded frustration, running to the staircase this time instead of waiting for the elevator. He takes the stairs four and five at a time, trying to beat a teleporting wizard to the bottom floor so he can keep following them? Good luck, Gyre.