The Knight had awoken in the surrounding, a civilian changed into a member of the order out in freaking space. Not something you encountered every day, that was for sure. Pollux hadn’t really been much to interact with the civilians, (he probably would have tried to beat on them for one reason or another), so he’d not known those who’d awoken. But, he’d been told, and encouraged no less, to interact and ‘make friends’.

That was the difficult part. Pollux made about as many friends as a honey badger in a den full of cobras. He liked keeping to himself, but- Part of the job did involve ‘teaming up’ and ‘working together’. Plus Flora kept telling him how Chronos and her court were wonderful. He was more inclined to listening to her. So seeing one of the knights of Chronos that had awoken in the surrounding headed towards the same distressed screams a him, Pollux but on his metaphorical nig girl panties and was going to deal with it. “Hey.” It was a subdued greeting. “A Chronos knight right?” He figured best to be polite. Or something. “Pollux, frost.”