[New people always depress Hershel, mostly because god damn more people being subjected to this. By now everyone probably looked worse for wear after being her for over two weeks, not the best welcoming party, really. He tries to look at least somewhat welcoming and not just dire, even if it's pretty clear it's strained.]

Hello Miss Chapman, I'm Hershel Layton. It's um- [How did one explain this place? Not a fun party.] The best answer I can give you is we're in some sort of strange experiment, but that's on Calhoun and Zero's word. Are you alright? The first puzzle is... trying.