This was most decidedly not how Chell wanted to spend her day. She nodded at Ranulf's introduction, sure that he was a nice enough person, but not particularly interested in anything but finding a way out of the forcefield. It was another few moments of angry fist pounding against the invisible wall before she began to resign herself to the situation. She sighed heavily, shoulders sagging as she folded her arms and reconsidered her course of action.

She half-listened as she began walking the perimeter of the containment field, judging the shape and size before turning her attention back to Ranulf, thrusting a hand forward rather awkwardly in greeting.

Because that was what people did when meeting each other for the first time, right?