[He remains relatively unmoving, feet planted where they are, as Cayde closes the gap between them. The questions may continue, but not here; that is the gist of what Connor has gleaned from the many words spoken to him, brought concisely down to a singular point. He sees nothing wrong with that. Maybe it would be more advantageous to have this kind of conversation not out in the wild, surrounded by unknowns.

At least at "home base" they'd be surrounded by less unknowns.

But introductions. Connor thinks himself relatively good at those, and he reaches out to give Cayde a succinct handshake.]

My name is Connor. It's good to meet you, Cayde-6. [If a little... strange.] And I think you're right, it'd be better to proceed with this kind of conversation elsewhere.