Ah, yeah. Murphy knew that look. He could only smile briefly as he dropped his arms back down at his sides. "That's fine. I think I'll stick with you guys."

Between Heather and Alex and Anne, it didn't seem like Murphy needed anything else in the psyche department. Like some kind of bizarro kinship that he had with these people that made it oddly easier.

Birds of a feather.

"That kinda help never did me much good before, either. Just... wound up stealin' a police cruiser." What the hell, right? Might as well go all the way with Honesty Hour or something.