"Yeah. Yeah I'm alright. I'm just--" Steven breathes out a sigh. He's a little caught up giving the impromptu Ted talk about the abridged version of his universe that he has no idea where he is or where they're going or what they might encounter next. If anything he's followed a serial killing skeleton into the woods and been completely oblivious to everything the whole time.

"It's really quiet." Not them, they're walking and talking but there's no bird noises or cricket chirps or anything.

"And everyone told me to be on my guard. That this place is dangerous. To not trust anybody. Keep my eyes and ears out. I'm not-- I'm not like that. I've managed to annoy half the people I've met, must've been something I said, but I'm not-- We're already dead, y'know? I just wanna make some friends in the afterlife," Steven sulks.