[ he probably would have been fine carrying on without introductions if he hadn't wanted to put a name to her face - he's certainly done it before - and considering he would have carried on without them, he's not sure she's the rude one here. ]

Cassian. [ his last name exists! but he's still grappling with the idea that he can use his own name without issue. ]

[ there is some hesitation when she holds out her hand, more noticeable than he would like, before he reaches out and gives her what might be the quickest handshake in all of humankind history. it's barely enough time for the blue to light up, and the only thing she might get a feel of is a sense of focus and caution. everything else is being smothered. ]

[ at least that brief flash of her makes him think she is being honest. ] I appreciate that. I am sure I have not even begun to touch the surface of this place, least of all what we are doing here.

[ a beat.] Someone told me there are about fifty of us.