"Some other Alan Wake"? What is this, more otherworldly, supernatural things we can't explain? [ He bristles a little bit, but he tries to keep his reaction from becoming too much... too overblown. Just because topics along those lines are prickly ones for him doesn't mean he gets to lash out whenever they come up, right?

He feels the slightest pinprick of guilt at that thought, but he pushes on ahead anyway. ]

As far as I'm concerned, I've always been here. Okay, I know that's not true, but it feels like that sometimes.

Maybe you've just been looking in the wrong places, or maybe it'll turn up when you least expect it. [ He offers her another half-smirk. ] Wife, actually. I still can't believe I get to call her that. I'm lucky she lets me stay with her.

[ Considering his "prickliness" and all... ]

What do you mean, if you're allowed to? [ He gives her a quick looking over, and then he notices the jacket he's wearing and a bell goes off in his mind. ] Work keeping you busy?

[ Speaking of work, there's that jingling of keys, and here comes the Sheriff. ]

As well as interviews go, yeah. Lots of questions about my "process" and my "inspiration", that kind of thing.

[ He watches Elizabeth stand up, recognizing that she's trying to make a polite exit, and he stands up in return to see her off. ] Well, we'll look for you there and hope to run into you.