A voice calling his true name is unusual in these circumstances, especially so when it is a voice with which he is unfamiliar. But upon turning and taking in the Roegadyn woman he allows a sort of ease to settle over him. No doubt a friend.

"It is I, indeed," the words are slightly distorted through the respirator he wears. Belatedly, he removes the device and hangs it on his chest next to his mask.

Whoever could this individual be? She is not someone with whom he is personally acquainted, no, but he has yet to see Roegadyn hail from anywhere save for their home Star. That is good enough for him.

"Welcome and well met, friend." He musters up a small smile despite the current events.