Her smile grew and she can't help but be thankful that someone kind had freed her. Oh, she could have handled someone who wasn't, she just preferred not to deal with them. Kind and handsome, even though he looked rather disheveled.

"Oh, I wasn't going anywhere in-particular. I only just go--- well I guess, woke up." She glanced around, trying to figure out where they were exactly, but none of it looked familiar. She brought her gaze back to him and shrugged. "I was exploring and then the doors kept taking me to strange parts of the ship. The supply closet wasn't as bad as some of the places I popped into."

She fell quiet for a moment and then she was holding her hand out to him. "My name is Inara, Inara Serra. And who might you be?"