[ repairs! got it! she's never done first aid on someone made from metal before - she thinks he's made of metal, giving the strong grip on her arm - but never ventured, never gained!

at the request to know her and what she knows so far - she's a reporter, she knows these things, she thinks - holle blinks for a few seconds and remembers oh right... she never gave her name. well- she would have stuck out her hand to give him a chance to shake it, as one should, but she has a feeling he wouldn't like that and she likes having two hands, thank you.

exchanging information and pleasantries only it is: ] I'm Holle Porter-Huld, reporter for the Navigator's Eye! In terms of where we are... You haven't been told yet? By the little gizmo you must have on you somewhere?

[ holle pecks at the strange little device that's in her ear, turning her head just so so he can get a look at it. ] When I woke up and touched my head to see if I got knocked about again, I noticed it in my ear. That's when I got message from the A.I. - whatever that is - and was informed we're in Ximilia Station and we're here to help.

... We as in you and me, to be clear. [ yes, holle, very clear. ]