"Nice to meet you," he said, returning the handshake, and not missing how formal they sounded when not talking to each other, and yet they seemed oblivious that others were listening when together. It was like... like they were talking with the help around and expected people not to say anything.
Travis didn't go inside, even though he doubted there was anything in there. "Have you spoken with Kinney about clothes yet?" he asked when Thomas returned. "You get pretty tired of rewashing, but he'll find you something to tide you over while you wait for something to arrive. Jeans and shirts, probably not what you're used to."
He pointed to the door on their right. "That's where Morgan and Prentiss stay. You need to go somewhere, you ask them. You're also not supposed to go anywhere without someone else, and at least one has to be able to handle a gun. That's Alexis and Tim's room. Nick Green, and Nathan Ford, there and there. Alexis's already changing names, but pretty much the two of us share shower, toilet and sink. You don't clean after yourself; I shoot you. Simple, right? Laundry room is down there, next to the common room, which is just a couch. The other side it's Callen and Sam's wing. Sam is a SEAL and pretty much responsible to make sure you are in the best shape of your life, whether you want to or not. Callen is in charge of training, undercover work, shooting, driving." Not that he'd gotten to drive yet, but he was waiting and then he was showing all of these people how it was done. "If you have any questions about people, just let me know. I haven't been here for long, but I'm good with names and faces."