Perhaps ‘a moment’ had accidentally stretched into a bit longer than he had planned, because it took a moment for Flowers to register the sound of a voice ringing in his ears. A slight frown graced his lips, because really now, he should have at least been paying enough attention to hear someone approach; apparently he was getting a bit lazy, that wouldn’t do at all. It seemed that drills would be have to be in his near future, once he sorted out this whole mess; it wouldn’t do to slack off, after all!

But that was neither then, nor now, and it was certainly something that he pushed out of mind as he cracked his eyes open, blinking a bit to adjust to the light. The sight before him was just as much a conundrum as anything that he had been able to work out previously, and while he trained his gaze before him, trying to pick out any signs of any potential dangers to himself, he managed to crack what he hoped was a friendly smile.

With a bit of effort, he managed to get his good hand beneath him, and pushed himself up a bit more, making an effort to appear a bit more presentable, despite how disheveled he felt. “Why hello there, pardon my manners, it seems that I’ve gone and forgotten my sense of hospitality.”

The words were light, conversational, as if he wasn’t currently wounded and entirely unsure of where he even was, or if he was in any immediate danger from the woman before him. It was certainly a strange sight, he had to admit to himself, to see anyone without regulation armor. He shifted again, subtly moving his hand to rub at a bit of dirt that had collected near the armor plating at his shoulder, conveniently near his ka-bar.

Well there was no harm in being a bit cautious.

“Terribly sorry about that, I think I’m a bit out of sorts today,” he continued, with a good-natured laugh.