Murphy really didn't have any problems with monsters on the ship with the exception of one, which was at the science department. Far as he knew, that was a matter that had been taken care of. The possibility of a few stray mutations sneaking their way onto the many nooks and crannies on the ship, however, didn't seem entirely impossible.

Thing with monsters was, for the most part, they also didn't talk.

"Did you enjoy the ride?"

...For the most part.

But this wasn't the streets of Silent Hill. The walls did not singe and peel away into red metal and running water. Instead, an odd-shaped guy stepped out from it, which was normal, right? Around here it was, anyway. He met people who ran kingdoms and kids with horns and cat ears. Glowing eyes and accents? Nothing to have a cardiac arrest over...

"That's... That's alright. Not hard to do that around here." Slowly, his fingers released the handle of the shiv. His arms dropped back to his sides. He was reluctant to, though. Like monsters, people could be just as dangerous.