Jodie's wandering down a pretty opulent hallway, all thick carpeting and nice wallpaper and framed paintings of pastoral scenes. She doesn't examine any of it too closely - doesn't even know what she's doing here, really - but that doesn't seem to matter. She feels completely at ease, which is such a rare treat that she's not inclined to question it too closely.

Aiden's feeling a bit more restless, and he roves into one of the rooms off the hallway. He wasn't expecting to find it occupied, and the tether thrums with surprise and alarm as he notices the boy and the body. A minute later, Jodie steps into the room. She frowns at the disparity between this godawful place and the beautiful hallway she came from, but only for a second - then, her attention is drawn to the boy curled up along one of the walls. His eyes are fixed on a man's body. She's not even sure if he knows she's there.

"Hey," she says gently, taking a few cautious steps toward the kid. Christ, he looks awful. She glances between him and the body, noting the resemblance between the two, and winces. There's no point in trying to heal the man; they're too late for that. Jodie drops into a crouch a few feet away from the kid and tries again. "I'm Jodie."