Glancing around to gauge how many people were around where they sat, and how quietly he would need to speak in order to avoid being overheard, he would speak up once they were settled. “So,” he started, his voice a little quieter than usual just in case. “Working for the Exchange.” His tone was impressed, he always had a high respect for military personnel, and first responders, and the Exchange seemed similar, just responding to a different sort of emergency. “Does that mean you're an... Agent? Officer... Deputy Inquisitor?” he asks, the last one was said in a joking manner.
He had no idea how the exchange operated, and other than Crowhurst he hadn't talked to another member to his knowledge.