May's house: Jeze/May
[She frowns, and watches, and her eyes go wide (not at the accent, though that makes her eyebrows want to crawl up her forehead) but at the response to something no one said. Hallucinations then.] How many people are in here, May? [Quiet, or as quiet as she's ever like to get, while an idea forms in the back of her mind. It's not nice, and May will likely hate it, but it might help in the long term without knowing how long tha' shit's going to be in her system.]