Looking up from the number, Shane showed no surprise to see another person present, though inside his mind was racing.<br/><br/><em>How did this man get here, how did I miss him on his first sweep of the room, it is not that big?</em><br/><br/>Though cautious, Shane quickly decided the man's friendly and judging from his coveralls in the same predicament. "Most people call me Mars, sir. How about you?" There is a pause as Shane considered the answer to the second, "Wish I knew where this was and as far as I can tell there is no exit." He stands and strides over to the journalist with measured steps, with his back is straight it is obvious that he muscles are well-toned and that he is probably a soldier, and offers his hand.