There's not much else he can do without starting up the arc-welder, but Cal doesn't want to do that while he's talking to someone. He looks after Merrin as she wanders back towards the headset, turning towards a wall lined with mostly empty shelves mounted on it to pull out a box of smaller odds and ends. Bringing it back to the counter, he starts to pick through them for the parts he needs.

He probably should have expected the question sooner or later. It makes sense to him that she'd ask about the people here, and he can guess at the underlying meaning. He's been in the same position after all, but unlike Merrin, there wasn't anyone familiar to him here, although he took advantage of that. If they didn't know who he was, then he didn't have to be too paranoid about who to trust, not that it was an easy thing either way.

"Technically. We're all brought here for the same reason, although the attitude towards the situation might differ between people. The Agrii seem to have a broad scope for what they consider 'he-rows' to be."