"South Carolina? Hmm." He repeated. "Am I to assume that you have.....family back there? Friends?" He asked, he took a moment to remember the right word for family. It's not something that he uses often. He just hasn't had a need for it. "I hope your last interactions with them were pleasant. Because you will never see them again." He coldly stated. "You are lucky that you are old enough to still have memories. It's better than nothing I assure you." He was speaking from experience after all, if that wasn't already apparent. He was so young when he was taken, and barely remembers Earth at all.
"Believe me when I say that you lucked out with me." He explained. "Humans are looked down upon by nearly every species out here. They're considered savages, which is kinda true when compared to other species." He wasn't going to sugar coat it. "Humans are abducted because....well how do I say this. You're considered delicious by many species, and there's a lot of credits in the human hunting business. Since it's illegal." He continued to explain, not really thinking about how she must feel with all this. He's long since forgot how difficult this transition can be.
"Trust me on this. I know first hand." He said as he turned to face her. His helmet then began to close up, and retract into his armor, revealing his face. "Because it happened to me. My name's Weston Carter. I'm from Dallas, Texas." He stated as he scratched his bearded chin. "I was abducted too, like you. But I was just a kid. I haven't seen Earth in.....twenty....two years." He explained. "Like I said, you lucked out."