"Hope County, Montana." He says that like it explains everything. "There were only three of us and the Sherrif, shit was even worse before Rook joined. But then the last two years we uh..."

Long pause, staring at Erin, "You gonna freak out if I say some insane shit right now? Like I know you just told me about fairies and goblins and shit, but I've had so many people get all weird about cult stuff. I kinda don't have a filter and will keep rambling on if you don't stop me."