John had been so used to introducing himself, learning names, or just being lost he completely forgot he didn't mention his name until he saw the other man struggling. "Right. Sorry. John. John Crichton." He smiled and hoped the other man wasn't too offended.
"Uh..this and that, I guess. Mostly DVDs. Tinkering with a few things. Life here is...different for me than life back home." Hard to explain. This guy didn't seem like the sort that ran away from space cops, though.
"Not long at all. Maybe a week or two," John smiled and put his hands on his hips. "You just arrived? Wow, that's pretty recently- you guys doing okay?"