The offer seemed to have been unexpected but Sharon wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. She was pretty adept at adapting to new environments but those environments often were familiar--new city but the same planet. Even if he'd pointed her in the right direction, she knew she'd likely get turned around. Maybe even panic; she's never been this far from home before.

"I'd, uh, appreciate that, honestly," She admitted with a nervous chuckle, teeth peeking out from behind pink lips, a touch embarrassed at how easily lost she'd become, "I'm Sharon, by the way. Sharon da Silva." She doesn't offer her hand.

"I probably should have said hi back on the ship but I'm..." She trails off. Awkward. Not a people person. Still adjusting.