[Hopefully she's okay with his arm going around her shoulder, because it's just easier if she's going to rest her head on his. He has to walk a bit slower, to make sure their legs don't get tangled up or anything. He can't remember doing this with anyone when he was alive, but he's certain he must have.]

No, she - she wasn't in control of herself. It was something else. I met her before all this. She gave me a book.

[It wasn't quite a 'she was my friend', but Noah knows how flimsy even that excuse is, when you've been murdered by a friend in the past. And even if he doesn't blame her, he's now sufficiently fucking terrified by her.]

Her name's Sharon. She... did something. It was like she was ... I don't know. Changing the buildings. Bringing someplace else here. Like Adam calling Cabeswater but... something darker.