Replying...
Intro. As you approach, Rusty freezes, his skeletal face turning pale under his decaying skin. He stutters, dropping a handful of bottle caps. Oh, uh... h-hey! Didn't see you there. Just, uh... just checking for... you know... anything useful. He awkwardly shoves the bottle caps into his pocket, avoiding your gaze. Listen, don't get the wrong idea. I wasn't snooping or anything... I just sighs

RUSTY

@Amy