Chris' sneakers squeaked as he turned to a girl's voice he heard. He took in the girl's appearance next and was quite surprised. She had sheets bundled in her hands, and her hair, well her hair was the interesting part. The girl's hair was made of water... So Riverwood was the real deal then huh? "Do you need help?" The girl asked, Valentine nodded and smiled politely, "um yeah. I just got here, and judging by your hair I'm assuming I'm in the right place? I'm a mutant too." Chris had never said the word mutant aloud, it felt foreign on his tongue. That's what he was though wasn't he? He was just some sort of freak, and the world isn't too kind to freaks. Well, he wasn't too kind back to be honest. How many people had he killed? Too many, it wasn't his fault though! They were trying to kill him, that made it justified right?