He's reminded painfully of Luka at the punch, but he's recovered well by the time she's shaking his hand and looking for his Swiss Roll. "Captain Marvelous," he says, in case she somehow missed that. (Hey, it was possible she lived under a rock, right?)

He's already got the day's work planned: first, survival instincts 101. Then maybe he's start teaching her how handle a flintlock. She wouldn't be able to shoot without going ass-over-teakettle for a week or two, anyway.