As the woman bumped into him, Maverick couldn’t help but helping her get up. “I’m fine, Ma’am, just mostly lost in this city. This place is pure chaos and I just got here.
“I’ll be glad to help out if the city needs it, but I’m more useful in the skies. I’m a pilot.
“...”
What did that even have to do with it? The speaking of being a pilot was odd, and a bit off topic in her opinion, but she would ignore it for now.
“It really is chaos. But there are worse out there.” he seemed proud to be a pilot from stating it without prompt. She wondered if she got him on the topic how much he’d talk about it.
“So you’re a pilot? Interesting considering I myself am one.”










