Rock Hammer was quiet. He always was, one would suppose. The Voices weren't however, constantly screaming and shouting, telling him what to do. He ignored them mostly, though during the walk where everyone said nothing he listened. Only so he wouldn't go insane from the silence. That's what the voices helped him with at least; the nothingness was scarier than any man or monster. The notion that there wasn't anything left for Rock Hammer, nothing but him and his voices.<br/><br/>Arriving at the town entrance Rock Hammer had his initial doubts about being able to fit, more so with his shell-sled full of partial decayed and frozen meat. He was also worried about the inhabitants and how they would react to him. Obviously this meat-clad behemoth was going to attract soem stares, hopefully not at the end of a rifle. But Rock Hammer kept his mouth shut and just followed everyone. When they reached the entrance, with no snow to slide the shell across, Rock Hammer effortlessly held the shell in his arms. He carried it and the things insdei of it through the tunnels, where he had to squat walk to get through. The guards looked at him, weapons ready. He understood their fear. The Voices walked Rock Hammer to protect himself, but he was in no danger. Not yet. The look of disgust on their face did hurt him however, in a way that even his physical toughness couldn't dampen.<br/><br/>Eventually they arrived inside the city proper. Stares were given but no one bothered then. Liliana spoke up, quietly at first, but than Rock Hammer shut out the voices and heard her speak. She was offering lodging to the hunters, even though they were strangers. She called some "harvesters"; Rock Hammer guessed that it was the name or title of the people who were with her. Rock Hammer was starting to feel a bit guilty of the fact that he had some of their remains inside the turtle shell. He made it a note to eat them as soon as possible. That being said, he was aimless and had no real direction within Moscow. All he knew was that he needed to head north. He didn't mind stopping here however.<br/><br/>Walking up next to Liliana Rock Hamer spoke lowly, just so she could hear her. Others may think he was just grumbling.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I will stay with you."</span>