Sol peered at the new arrival over Mcgaffer's shoulder. Her appearance and demeanor certainly didn't suggest that that was an enemy. It could be ruled out as a possibility at this point, but it didn't seem very likely either.
"Rick" she had said. Who was Rick? No one he'd met in the last twenty four hours, that was for certain. The closest was Richter, and...nah, couldn't be.
Her accent was familiar, and the fact that she held a candle was once more reassuring. Still, her unconventional appearance looked extremely out of place in the tunnel they were in, and left no one in doubt that this was an odd encounter.
In any case, he waited for Mcgaffer to respond before processing anything else.