He straightens up, taking his hands out of his jacket pockets in the same motion, and offers her a friendly smile. Now that he's a few inches further forward and out of the bunker's shadow, a few distinguishing features become visible: eyepatch, long messy brown hair, gloves.

(There's a pretty good distance between them - ten or fifteen feet. The sword isn't a threat until she's close enough to use it.)

"Sorry, did I startle you?"