"A twin. With different accents," Ava points out what must be the obvious. Maybe it's some separated at birth situation, though his slight hesitation before twin doesn't escape her notice. CLONES, her mind provides instead. They're goddamn clones. He's some genetically engineered something or other from a dystopian world where the government... Ava squints. He does look strong, but she's sure she could take him in a fight, isn't all that subtle about the sort of sizing up glance she gives him.

"Right, weird, but my best friends are a skeleton and a billionaire robot, so," she does a bit of a shrug. It's really not the strangest thing she's encountered, now that she's wrapping her mind around it.

"Most people just don't come here with friends or family, is all." Except Stede and his merry muppet crew.