[ This man looks like Cobalt’s very hungry twin. He’s missing the antlers, along with a whole lot of muscle mass. His scars are bright against his pale, waxy skin, and he fixes you with dark eyes. ]

So that was you.

I don’t know what you were doing out there, but it's good you made it back inside.

—Not that you’re much safer here. If we don’t get the lights fixed before sunset, we’ll all be in trouble.