He gave a quick shake of his head. "Don't need anything and I'm not selling anything," Oliver waved off the idea. He could tell she was sizing him up and when she adopted what he assumed was posture he was supposed to find intimidating, Oliver flashed a friendly smile. He was used to being the intimidating kind, but generally only when he was dressed as the Green Arrow, so he hoped to not come off too scary now. "I'm sure curious," he shrugged one shoulder and slipped his hands into his pockets.
"Space ships aren't really a thing where I'm from," he explained further. "I wasn't getting any sleep, didn't want to wake anyone, so I figured I'd get a run in," Oliver didn't mind explaining himself if he made her feel more at ease. Here, there was really no need to be secretive. None of his enemies seemed to have been pulled through the rift and while he knew there was talk about the First Order and fighting, it hadn't made it to Naboo and so Oliver wasn't incredibly concerned by it. It meant he didn't have to hide anything - something he found both relaxing and uncomfortable in equal measure.
He took a step closer, the motion purposefully slow to try and not look shady. He could imagine how Thea might feel if she were approached late at night when she was on her own. Knowing his sister could easily kick the ass of anyone who bothered her, Oliver didn't want to make the assumption that the girl before him couldn't deliver the same way. "I'm Oliver," he introduced himself.