Having a knife thrown their way may have bothered most folks, but honestly Bryan was already thinking about breakfast by the time he handed her back the blade. Wondering if they'd have the sausage rounds, or the sausage links. Since enlisting the man had been stationed at every base, getting bounced from one to the next as the need for his skills was required. However with real certainty Murphy could say that the food there in Limbo was better by far.
When Nicky spoke of keeping it in mind, he merely nodded. Not really caring if she did or didn't. Everyone was free to do what the liked, and he had merely offered up a suggestion, since she was one of the few to even really speak to him at all since arriving at the base. By the time the woman started spinning the knife Void was already moving back to sit on the counter again; picking up that instruction manual and sighing softly to himself.
Reading these damn technical instructions always felt like a waste of time, but when it came to operational gear being used in the field; well it was better to be prepared, instead of being caught off guard. Her sudden introduction, and the offer a hand to shake, earnestly caught the man off guard. And for a second he actually blushed when he realized he hadn't actually known her name this whole time.
"Bryan Murphy. But most folks just call me Void." Without delay he reached out and accepted her hand with his own, offering a handshake.