"...Let's start over, shall we?" He pushes his chair out from the table slightly so he can turn and face her more fully. "My name is Admiral Miles Naismith of the Dendarii Free Mercenary Fleet. I'm afraid I'm rather thoroughly lost. How may I help you?"

In slightly better light and with his lower body no longer obscured by the table, it's more obvious that the grey-and-white pants paired with his black T-shirt belong to some kind of uniform. The overall impression is distinctly military, although of a somewhat futuristic bent, and to complete the picture he has a holster at each hip containing two slightly different futuristic weapons.