As much as she hates to admit it, the set up of the burning has forced her into a disadvantage. Up until this point at the raid, she's been carefully maneuvering through buildings to remain unseen while still being able to use her ability where useful, but - the array of buildings near the town square, and the unpredictable movements of all the combatants, have significantly lowered her usual visibility.

Putting it simply, the best way to keep a wide field of vision is to confront targets it person, at a closer range, for the time being. That's what's led her to try to pick off one of the new Pleroma, who may not have a full extent of knowledge of her ability, and, without knowing about the exchange of information on the Pleroma side, she's sure she won't be met with instant hostility... probably. That's what inspires her rather casual reply:

"Heya."

She answers back, and if he looks to where the source of the voice is, he'll see how she's been following him; Achamoth is full of terraced buildings with steep paths of stairs connecting or built into them, and she's a floor above the alley tucked away where he's decided to take refuge, peeking from behind a gothic spire with a staircase wound around it. Only the very edge of her face is visible, enough for her to see him.

"Having some trouble...? You don't look so good."