"Sofia Hughes," he tells the operator when he gets an answer and a confirmation, trying to stifle back a snort at her comment. A bit dark, yeah, but he can understand her feelings on this. No one wants to get involved with anything like this. It just leads to either a headache or trouble. "She's roughed up but okay. What? Oh, yeah. I'll stay on the line, gotcha."

He puts his cellphone down now to get a better look at her again, both of them left to play a waiting game until someone came by. "Name's Matthew. Matthew Brown. I would try to say pleasure to meet you but I feel like that's a bit of a faux pas here."

With what's lying between the two of them and all. He doesn't seem that fazed by the situation, a bit frazzled any tense but anyone would be if this happened to them too. "Wish we could have met under better circumstances, Miss Hughes. This is a pretty damn good mood killer if any."