Claire was still trying to wrap her head around all of this. One minute, she was on board a jet with her brother, heading home from the Umbrella Antarctica base after taking on the second zombie outbreak of her life, and the next, she was standing in the middle of a place called Lawrence, Kansas. Even considering all the weirdness and oddities she'd seen, this had them all beat.
Of course, Claire initially thought Umbrella was behind this as well, having gone from creating biological weapons to splitting a hole in time and space itself. She found out quickly that that wasn't the case. An apocalypse, Lucifer, demons. In other words...what the fuck? The only consolation was that Leon and Sherry were here, though the latter had apparently run off, and that was not good. Leon had told her that in this world, Sherry was much older than the last time Claire had seen her, but that didn't stop her from worrying about the girl. First though, she needed to get her own bearings before she could go off and search for anyone else.
Andy seemed like a fun, nice guy. A little paranoid and quirky, but in a place like this, who wouldn't be? There was something about him though, just a little something, that reminded her of Steve.
"No," she actually said out loud as she reached the doors of the complex. "He's dead. Gone. Get the hell over it." Her mantra.
As she stepped into the building, she glanced around and found the only person who could have possibly been Andy was the young man who was standing there looking like he was waiting for someone. She smiled politely and made her way towards him.
"Andy?"
[ooc: i'm so sorry this is taking forever! my net crapped out so i have to respond from my phone. :/]