Her footsteps are light, timed with the sounds around them that he wouldn't know exactly where she was unless he turned to look, or he'd been already tense for a confrontation. Smart girl. Bruce places his money on deliberation rather than happy accidents. The people who've survived the Storm so far all fall into a specific category.

'Miss Renoux,' he offers, his voice carrying through the rain. 'Alan Foster. Did you just wake?'

Lying McLiarson, meet Other Lying McLiarson.