He can't help a look of surprise at the name; of course it's familiar, even if it's ludicrous to think that there's a connection. Still, on a ship with people pulled from all places and times, worlds both like and unlike his own, would it really be so strange to find himself face-to-face with the actual Watson? It can't be. But it could.

"Daniel Arlington," he says after a hair too long a pause, though his grip on the other man's hand is firm and steady. "It's good to meet you, and I agree. We're all here for whatever purpose, so we lose nothing in getting to know one another. Safety in numbers, at the risk of sounding cynical, though with what I've heard...it might not be that cynical at all."