...huh. That's unexpected. It's not like Sam doesn't know there's not-exactly-humans out there, considering the New York invasion - or the Avengers themselves, for that matter - but knowing and meeting are two different things.

He's wary, though not much more than he'd be of anyone he ran into here, but the guy looks sleepy. Almost relaxed.

All right. He can roll with this.

"Yeah, they said something about districts. I was a little distracted by the being held prisoner part." He debates it for a moment, then shrugs and leans against the counter. Might as well see what he can get from someone who looks like they've been here awhile before he goes off to see for himself.

"Sam. How long've you been here?"