Checking what's left of Vasquez's pockets, you discover that his really expensive lighter was also really durable--it survived a blast that otherwise nuked a whole human being. It even protected a few other things in his pocket.
You acquire some money, a police badge, and a fancy lighter.
You give Michelle one of your cigarettes, and light it for her.
"Thanks." She takes a big, deep puff, like it's the first time she's smoked in months. "You were just... I dunno. Too nice. You were so focused on tryin' to help me, I just... I couldn't bring myself to turn you over to whatever weirdos were lookin' for ya. Once you told me all that about you bein' dead already, I started thinkin'... y'know, this is big. And bad. And I don't wanna make a big, bad thing bigger and more bad."
Time to come clean. First. Whatever's going on, for here at least, you're the target. Probably.
Secondly, You... somehow... can... kinda controlbandagesandmaybeotherthingsthathaveyourbloodalloverthem.THIRD there's a guy on the upper floor that needs saving and Fourth, there's a big, nasty monster up there that has shit eyesight, but great smell. It will hunt down anything that smells like people. It couldn't get to you because you were stuck, and now it won't hunt you cause you smell of smoke. Also... You're.. well, actually Miss Doe, are you ok with helping Michelle out with shutting down the printer?
Secondly, You... somehow... can... kinda controlbandagesandmaybeotherthingsthathaveyourbloodalloverthem.THIRD there's a guy on the upper floor that needs saving and Fourth, there's a big, nasty monster up there that has shit eyesight, but great smell. It will hunt down anything that smells like people. It couldn't get to you because you were stuck, and now it won't hunt you cause you smell of smoke. Also... You're.. well, actually Miss Doe, are you ok with helping Michelle out with shutting down the printer?