[ she begins to notice that he never looks directly at her, only in the general direction of where she is, and only when she manages to speak. it's another sign that something is wrong, though at the very least, she does lower his gun just enough that it won't land a hit if he does shoot. ]

You're in Deerington.

[ she takes another step towards him, slowly, and watches him to see if he follows her movements as he'd tend to. ]

You woke up in your apartment and you ran out here. We're not far from it.

[ another slow step, boots gentle on the pavement. ]

Amos ... [ her voice is quiet, steady and calm even if she's overwhelmed with concern within. ] Amos, can you see me?