"James.... Who is that?" Lambert looked over as Pita walked in, taking a seat on the arm of the couch. "She looks like she needs a blanket."
He decided there was no reason to hide anything from the girl, so he was completely honest with her, speaking in a hushed tone so as not to wake Chloe.
"Well Pita, this is Chloe. I've met her a few times in space, she's a Gallic," he quickly corrected himself, "A... err... friendly Gallic."
He looked at her, flashing back to the early days with her, months ago. "We were having a nice chat, and then we had a rather... unpleasant encounter with an unfriendly Nomad. You remember them, right? Like that one... Aenima?
"Well, some friendly Nomads came along in the nick of time and saved us. But she didn't have anywhere to go so I brought her back here." He shrugged. "It just... seemed the nice thing to do."