John oberved him with a bit of confusion, as well as mild interest. He had a feeling that nothing was quite alright with him. He looked anxious, on edge, curious, and tired all at the same time. All in the span of the short time they loked at each other. "I'm more of a night person," he said with a shrug, "so having an early patrol shift is a bit odd for me."
He took a sip of his coffee, then thought it would be a good time to introduce himself. That is what most people did by now on this planet, yes? He had studied these customs for years. "Well, at least the coffee is good for keeping us up the rest of the day, might not be as tired after a few cups. My name is John Jones."