Richard smiles, stands up and shakes her hand.
"Richard Geary, call sign Sabre. Glad to finally meet you." Baocun Xiaomei. That's not exactly Kintharian, is it? Richard studies her appearance. He can't help but notice that a few of her hairs are already starting to gray.
"You don't have to be so modest, by the way. I doubt any other pilot would've been able to pull off what you did had they been in your seat." It was almost inhuman, he nearly added.