[-he echoes, a little owlishly. This is definitely one of those situations where he's been given information he doesn't know what to otherwise do with. Thankfully, Heather offers up another question to redirect the flow of conversation.]
Uh, my name's James. James Sunderland.
[In case it rings a bell, which he would guess it certainly does not regardless. James' is no one special; in the end; the most he could hope for is that someone would recognize his surname because his father is superintendent of an apartment complex in Ashfield, but what are the chances of that?]
Didn't really spend a lot of time there, though. [Happy Burger, he means.] It's not exactly the main draw of Silent Hill.
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[-he echoes, a little owlishly. This is definitely one of those situations where he's been given information he doesn't know what to otherwise do with. Thankfully, Heather offers up another question to redirect the flow of conversation.]
Uh, my name's James. James Sunderland.
[In case it rings a bell, which he would guess it certainly does not regardless. James' is no one special; in the end; the most he could hope for is that someone would recognize his surname because his father is superintendent of an apartment complex in Ashfield, but what are the chances of that?]
Didn't really spend a lot of time there, though. [Happy Burger, he means.] It's not exactly the main draw of Silent Hill.