There's people in front of you, and you blink owlishly at them as the stout girl steps forward, her chin set. With the glasses on, you can actually see her face rather than a sunbleached gray blob, and.. oh, she must be jade, because her skin is exposed, and not even blushing under the light.

You are so jealous. (She doesn't look like she's being boiled alive.) It's enough to distract you from the fact she's talking about something, and.. saying your name? OA glances down at you, and you shrug, letting them pull you forward with them.

You have no idea what OA - no, Riccin, evidently - is talking about, or anything that the little jade said, apart from your name. So you wait patiently, leaning in againsnt Riccin's arm until it seems like a good time to speak.

"I'm sorry," you say, when you get the chance, "but, ah - who are you, exactly?"