"Right, Buffy's that way." He thumbed over his shoulder down the hall opposite of the kitchen with his green apple in hand and raised an eyebrow. "Welcome to the chaos." He stated. A hint of humor in his voice but it wasn't completely a joke. The young dark skinned man pushed some dreads from his face and tilted his head in curiosity. "Jack." Jania was a name he'd remembered from Star Wars. And she was carrying a lightsaber. It was difficult to keep the flailing in check, but he managed. Offering a hand to her with a warm grin.
"Where you comin' from?" Deciding against freaking her out. He knew he wouldn't appreciate it if he was in her position so he kept his mouth shut and his fanboying mostly closeted until she was close enough and he spotted her weapon. "Lightsaber?" He couldn't help it. They were just so cool. He had some strange looking blasters at his sides, but they weren't anything as exciting as a friggin lightsaber. So he thought anyway.
"You any good with it?" He had to ask. Maybe worm out a demonstration.