[Her gruff demeanor doesn't bother Simon, who remains gentle, meek. If anything, it means she understands. This person knows the rules of the survival game, that much is certain.

And for that, she earns his respect.]

The name's Simon! And, uh, no kidding. I wouldn't exactly call what they do to ya on the get-go a "fun-time."

And who do I have the pleasure of runnin' into toda-

[The fog. He notices.]

Whoa.

Your head's feeling pretty funny right about now, huh.

[Simon isn't typically one to volunteer information without some sort of price, but. Even with his inability to comprehend other people, and that stark absence of empathy-]

I can tell you more about it in a minute, but... Don't freak out.

[Shoot, a command.

Shoot, shoot, shoot.]

Merp. Didn't mean to say it like that.