Malcolm
Second moon? The heck, so she wasn't just a savage, but an alien too! Great, just great. Well, at least she wasn't a commie, and it did explain a lot. Well, she could also be insane, definitely a possibility, but he supposed there was weirder out in the Nexus.
"Well, if you've been here that long you should know we have one moon. One. Jeez, you're hopeless." He sighed and shook his head, almost like he had a headache from all this. "I've been here for um, three months now. It was still sort of winter when I got shoved in this shithole, woke up in some alley. Most of my stuff is gone, but at least I still have my old prototype."
He reached for his gun holster and showed off his little Mary. Custom made silver, magical seals and chants engraved in the metal for smooth spell control, magic ignition system with rare gem crystals as catalyst to enhance prana flow. You'd need to be a goddamn philistine to not appreciate this beautiful beast of a weapon.
"Sweet looking girl, huh?"