It took a little asking to find her and- well there she is. Looking nothing like the damn reports of a 'burning eye'd arsonist' the media liked to spin and more like. Well. Any other young woman that was really outta place on an army base. Still. He ables up with a smile, offering his hand.

"Hey, Elizabeth, right? I'm York. I'm gonna be working with you in the Department of Justice. Y'know. After."