[Anne notices the jolt, but keeps her hand where it is, giving him another squeeze with it. She feels like he needs a little reassurance now and then, even if it has to come from someone with a history of being anything but reassuring toward him. All of that old animosity is gone now, every trace of it. But part of her can't help wondering if maybe he still harbors some resentment toward her for the way she treated him in Silent Hill]

Doesn't mean it's not going to be.

[She can't really argue with the sentiment. Nothing has been okay for a while. Not for either of them. Maybe years, but she doesn't know how it's been for him]

What proof is there that it's not gonna change anytime soon? We're in a different place here, Pendleton. Plenty of opportunities for things to be okay. Even if things aren't exactly ideal at the moment.

[Glancing warily ahead before she turns her eyes back to him, Anne gives a brisk nod. She knows there's nothing to do but keep moving. It's their only shot against everything that's happening right now. A glance to her belt and she pulls out her nightstick, extending it to him, an odd echo of their first day here together]

Here. In case we end up running into trouble. I've got a flashlight too, if you need it.