[He takes her hand, squeezing it briefly, reassuringly. Sometimes he feels like he just gets it, just knowing what's bothering her without words. It's not difficult to guess what's bothering folks in the fog, but he knows where the fear is coming from.

It looks like she's unsure, the way that she steels herself up, the way she hesitates--that means she's not sure if it's him. If he had any doubts about the doppleganger thing before, that all but confirms it.]

It's me, Parker. I promise. I won't lie to ya.

[But there's little time for reassurance and he tugs at her hand, motioning with his steps that they need to get moving as fast as possible.]

We're headed towards town, I'll explain everythin' once we get indoors. It ain't safe out here in this mess.