"I come from a world where everything is broken and infested with the undead. I had this little bit of time that I could be normal for a while." He wipes his sword along the "brick", realizing how unstable all this is. "But it came at the cost of being someone's puppet. I just know a fake you? But you're too good to be someone's puppet. That doesn't mean you can't mean something to someone if you want to."

If he wants to. Murphy usually doesn't go out of his way to mean much to people. He's so used to a transient and insecure life that meaning something, while fun at the time and he doesn't knock it if it happens, is virtually useless. He will lose someone.

"Come on. One more father and son head-bashing. Me and you just wrecking house and having some fun with it. Something I didn't get to do enough of with Lucy."

Sometimes he'd prefer to be hiding. But today he wants to actually fight.