He rubs his wrists delicately, even if they didn't, in fact, hurt much. "Thanks, I'm glad you trust me." He offers her his hand, once he's stopped rubbing his wrist, for a friendly shake. "Lieutenant Micheal Harrison, Junior Grade," she says, formally introducing himself. "Err... on the scale of rank, I'm.... uhh, about halfway up. Sort of... about a squad leader, I suppose."