C | Pyramid Head

[ He walks with her because he was already out walking. He does not mind if she is tight-lipped and tense; he doesn't need small talk to fill the night. It would be easy to forget he was there at all, if not for the smell of his cigarette. Which is quite possibly why he lit it in the first place. A nicety from an assassin. He is looking at something else when she finally speaks and his head turns attentively. ]

And what do we have here?

[ He approaches in confident, measured steps to stand alongside her. He has seen a number of haunted, twisted locales and their creatures... but the specifics of Silent Hill are certainly a foreign entity to him. ]