The slight relief that went through her, loosening stiff shoulders and an over-straight back said she hadn't been sure about his response. Her smile slipped back, touched her eyes this time too.

"I think that sounds good." He could still be dangerous, but Lisa had a hard time not giving people chances and she thought he deserved some if what was around her was any indication. Her helmet gave a faint sound and she moved back over to the strut that wasn't that far away, reaching up to carefully work the intel clip free now that it was done. A look around hadn't shown anything that seemed intact enough to hold more and she thought a live witness was probably going to help more. Which brought up - she turned back to him, chip in her hand.

"I'm sorry. I'm Lisa. What's your name?"