[... Murphy's brain isn't that creative. Even under the influence of Silent Hill.]
[He blinks, and, somewhat mechanically, sticks his own hand out in response. It's not a rough shake, and his skin is cool, a little damp. It's hard to keep it otherwise in a place like that.]
no subject
[He blinks, and, somewhat mechanically, sticks his own hand out in response. It's not a rough shake, and his skin is cool, a little damp. It's hard to keep it otherwise in a place like that.]
Heather.
[She gets a nod.]
So. Now what?