"It is... apparently not completely uncommon here, to have multiples of the same person come and leave and come here again. It's all a bit unsettling if I'm honest." And Inej is rarely anything else.

A pause and she adds, "At least this time you were not brought to the farming community as before. You were... giving the library in Solvun electricity. I glean that someplace with more of a technology base is more your thing." All his pieces and parts and tinkering had easily become noticeable even in the short time she'd known him.

"Inej Ghafa," she offers her hand in greeting since she'd skipped the introductions erroneously to start with.