"Hey, you okay there?" He leaned away, and she could almost imagine non-existent eyebrows inching up his fleshless face.
Kia choked on a laugh, the hysterical sound bubbling up in her throat. She was freaking out, so she grabbed onto the first semblance of normality that surfaced in her mind.
"What's your name?" She blurted.
He looked at her skeptically, and seemed to answer carefully.
"Ezekiel." He said. "Ezekiel Sharp."
Kia stared at him. "I'm Kia." She offered her hand.