[That's certainly a way to greet someone, isn't it? Adam glances around at the sudden motion, arching a brow over his eye shields but offering little more reaction than that to the drawn weapon.

People are on edge. He gets it. Nothing personal.]

Rey, right? Jensen. [A name, offered by way of explanation and introduction, all at once. He doesn't offer a handshake or anything to go with it – he's not especially given to social niceties to begin with, but something about Rey catches his attention first.

Specifically, the fact that she's what, 18? 19? Practically a child, either way. In spite of himself, he stares for a couple of seconds before his attention's drawn to the droid by her side, his gaze easily felt even from behind the lenses covering his eyes. Must be one of her, so at least she's probably not exaggerating about the robots and the spaceship work. Maybe there's weight behind her claims after all.]

Wasn't sure if you'd need to use anything in engineering, but– [He indicates the toolkit in her hand with a nod of his head.] Looks like you came prepared. Not going to be in the way here or anything, are we?