"Huh?" Kyle looks at the woman askew for a moment... was she not listening earlier? He thinks back... and realizes that no, she was listening, he really hadn't answered her question. Almost immediately, he feels his cheeks starting to burn. "Oh, my bad, my bad... I'm Kyle. Kyle Seine."<br/><br/>He shoves the half-open box of rifle bullets back into his pack, and starts to stick out his hand... only to realize the woman is sitting down now. Awkwardly, he shoves the offending hand back into his pocket.<br/><br/>"A pleasure to meet you."