"Not shy, are you?" he says -- in the black and white of Cerberus' uniform, he is significantly better dressed. But he' steady on his crutches now -- and moves with the familiarly of someone who is on them very often.

"I was born with my legs busted, but I still got named Jeff," he points out helpfully. Aberdeen is still pretty weird as names go. "So, uh, to the lift? Unless you got more stuff to do down here. I need to get off my feet and regroup some."