[ Abbacchio doesn't know her, she might be one of Giorno's friends. Not that that matters much right now, because right now she seems restless? Anxious, maybe? Not that he can blame her — they all know why they're here. He's been keeping to himself; he's not here to socialise after all, but it feels… Like he should at least do something. He thinks that Bucciarati would if he were here.

He's not exactly quiet in his approach, doesn't want to alarm her when she already looks easy to startle, and he knows he's sometimes intimidating even without meaning to be — his face isn't hardened by makeup right now, at least. That might help. He clears his throat to announce his presence. ]

Hey — I don't mean to bother you, I'm going to be making some coffee if you'd like some? Or I can get you something else?