She'd thought the voice had sounded familiar and when he offered his name it only served to confirm it.  Familiar, indeed.  As far as explaining anything else, it didn't go far.  She frowned, still searching for the source.  It was weird enough running into someone like this but disembodied voices were not inherently trustworthy.  The disembodied voice of Endymion Dempsey?  Undetermined.

Still, she moved down the walk, since that was clearly where it was coming from.  If someone needed help she wouldn't say no, within reason.  Even if it was Endymion Dempsey of all people.

"What do you mean 'you're sorry to do this'?"

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