[He appreciates the distance, of course, not making a move to step closer. From behind the visor, he's giving her a once-over, checking to see whether or not she's packing any guns or is otherwise armed. There's no discounting anything well-hidden, of course, but not seeing anything overt, he allows himself to relax a little.
Slightly. Maybe his shoulders fall a bit. He pulls his rifle off the table and rests it against his side, just in case. Then he'll just, you know, stare at her hand like he's not sure what to do with it.
He settles for a nod in her direction. That's acceptable, right?]
Are you assigned here?
[It's possible he's not so good at this introduction thing.]
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Slightly. Maybe his shoulders fall a bit. He pulls his rifle off the table and rests it against his side, just in case. Then he'll just, you know, stare at her hand like he's not sure what to do with it.
He settles for a nod in her direction. That's acceptable, right?]
Are you assigned here?
[It's possible he's not so good at this introduction thing.]