Knight grinned smiling at the young women, Spartan IV definitely about his age too she seemed to enjoy the music so he kept playing as he spoke. "So you here with the Spartan core or are you part of this little task force the UNSC is putting together. I'm Corporal Knight by the way, Knight, say were you with the Infinity at Requiem?" He asked carefully, he knew he could be a bit of a chatter box he guess that come from all the time alone he spent. Sometimes he wished ONI hadn't roped him into all this but he also knew without them he wouldn't have been on Infinity and he was glad to have been there. 

He didn't normally socialize with other troops ONI preferred it that way, but right now he wasn't a ONI agent he was just a ODST on a mission. Sighing he looked over at the pelicans and tanks there were loading up and wondered- Wait tanks!? Oh hell he would get one of those things requisitioned to the squad if he had to use every favor and item he had, he loved Warthogs and nothing was more fun than Mongoose trick-shots but a tank turned this commando into gods own anti-son of bitch machine. He was one of only three known people who could pilot one of those bad boys by himself with no assistance or implants, A scorpion tank was his best friend, sadly no Mantis's were being loaded, he could even make one those things dance still a tank would be good fun.