"They don't seem to care as long as you're not close to a reflective surface, but ya got me there." As much as he'd like to fight that advice, this first day aboard is starting to wear on him. Scooting a bit Lucas then rolls back up on his feet, readjusting his work jacket.

"Lucas Kovach," He starts to offer his left hand out of instinct but switches to give an awkward, but firm handshake with his right. "Nice to meet you, Mister...?"