You end up yourself in a random workshop. There was someone working carefully screwing a unknown gizmo with a screwdriver. As he was done, he wipes sweat from his forehead with his forearm, and he turns around. He flinches slightly, not expecting you to be there.

"Oh! Hey there! Didn't notice you getting in here."

He packs up his tools in a box, before turning to you again.

"Where are my manners? Name's Mark! Mind telling me yours?"