It's incredibly hard to miss that clatter, even if Topher doesn't usually poke too much on this side of the medbay in case someone makes him do his job while he's still recovering from the side effects of the stasis fluid. At first he makes plaintive faces for someone else to go check on the poor newbie who probably missed a step and fell over and needed some help up, but everyone's too busy cooing over the people who were trapped in the pods all last month who've finally waken up.

"Seriously..." He whines, realizing he's going to have to help the poor sap, himself. He wanders over and kneels down to pick up the fallen equipment without even looking at the person who knocked it over. "You might wanna watch it for a few hours. The first time's a real doozy. That stuff's hell on the... On the..."

His articulate flippancy about the jumps cuts off immediately as he looks up at who he's been speaking to. His jaw drops a little and he ends up dropping the tools he just picked up back onto the floor. It's not her. It's not her- it can't be her. He's sick or he's hallucinating or or-

"I'm sorry. I, uh..." He stands up, leaving the discarded tools where he left them. "Are you... Bennett Halverson?"

This isn't a question he should have to ask, but he's been fooled twice before and he's not sure he can handle the heartbreak anymore than he's sure he can't deal with confusing and terrorizing a shy girl on her first day. If he's wrong, he's wrong. He'll help her out and leave her be, like he did with Cameron and the other girl. He can barely look at her and stares at the floor instead, just so he doesn't have to see a lack of recognition in her eyes if it's not her.