The rain pours down in a cascade, drenching and plastering clothes and hair back against his skin. There's a lot of pain pulsing through his sides, but all he does is grit his teeth and starts towards the fountain. He can find some other goddamn place to wait for this rain to stop.

He hears Munson slam the door open behind him, and call out to him. Billy turns on heel to look back at him. Chest rises and falls with the exertion and frustration of dealing with the freak. Only he hears that Max is actually here, and she's fine. The 'they' Munson refers to must mean her idiotic friends. Billy starts back towards the hotel. This time he stops out of reach of Eddie, hands clenching into fists.

Billy might be healing but it's clear that he's still a threat. "I'm not going to fucking kill myself Munson. I've been through too much shit to let rain kill me. I'm not a God damn pussy like you. Now where's Max?"