( as the chaos of the knife and other sounds in the kitchen seemed to quiet down momentarily, heather began to look around for some other things to add to the salad. stuff like croutons, bacon bits, or anything else to garnish the salad with-

basically anything that didn't require too much preparation or risk of injury. as maria spoke, she did eventually find some oregano, oil, and croutons. )

I doubt anyone will follow him along, I think he just likes to hear himself talk for the sake of it.

( she came back to the area maria was with these items in hand, but of course things couldn't just be easy. the bottles seemed glued together now, with the bag of oregano hanging from the bottom of them. with a sigh, she set the items down and leaned onto the counter with both hands. )

Besides, I doubt anyone else here is from our world. It's not like he can recruit people to go to Silent Hill after all of this.