Agent York & Clark
"Well, now you won't have to worry. I'm usually at these things, so you can assume I'll be at any other. So you'll know someone." York thought he was pretty smart for neatly solving that problem for his new friend. "I can't promise I'll share my cookies every time, but I'm always up for a hello and how are you." He held out his hand. "Name's York, like the state."
He'd had a different name once, long before Freelancer, but that wasn't who he was now. It would have been disingenuous to have that name again. York was okay with the fact that he'd changed a great deal in learning to fight and being one of the best. He'd kept a lot of himself through the process, more than some of the others, so he considered himself one of the lucky ones in that regard.