Her smile is much brighter and wider than his, and she sticks her hand out towards him.

"The name is Kate. Kate Denson, hun. It's nice to meet you." Nice to meet people who aren't stuck around a campfire with her waiting to be whisked away to a trial and forced to run and hide for their lives.

... It's still taking some getting used to. She'll get there. It's only been a day, after all. "What's your name, sugar?"