"Your time?" he asked, confusion in his eyes. "You're from a different time? How is that possible?" he asked. He took a few steps closer too, sensing no malice from her, no ill will. Just someone very focused and very connected to the Force.
"And doors that open to different worlds?" he asked. "I'm not saying you're lying to me, I'm not. I'm just trying to understand all of this" he added, feeling the need to make himself clear in that moment. "I can accept that is is some distant, uncharted part of the galaxy, which I admit makes me more curious. But if we're trapped here, if we're stuck, I need to know more about this place. Are you able to help me find those answers?" he asked.
He had taken note of the way she dressed. It was obvious she was a force user. Maybe a Jedi? Was she from a time where the Jedi could be more open? Or was it just acceptable to be a Jedi on the station? It had been a long time since he had seen normal Jedi. Just as long since he had worn normal Jedi garb.