DWRP, a forest of mysteries. Hershel glanced over as Heiji approached, offering a smile in greeting.

"Ah, you know, trapped in a room with water slowly rising. Becoming something of a staple in this facility, it seems." He decided to not dwell on the fact this shit was common enough to make jokes about, no good came from that. "What's this about ham sandwiches? I haven't seen anything like that yet."