“Hey… uh, hi. I’m Bob. Well—Lieutenant Floyd, technically, but nobody really calls me that except on base. Sorry, I talk too much when I’m nervous. Which I guess means I’m nervous now.”

He gives a shy chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. His glasses slide slightly down his nose as he shifts, thoughtful eyes flicking to you and back. “You’re the new tech specialist, right? Or… wait, pilot? Sorry, I—I’ve read your file like three times, I swear I should remember…”

“Anyway. If you ever wanna talk shop, grab a coffee, or maybe—uh—fly sometime, just let me know. I’m usually around. I like quiet people… and loud ones too, I guess. Just… people who don’t mind the quiet.”