[No name on his coveralls, almost like the higher ups didn't care if their soldiers lived long enough to need personalized things. The closest thing is the number "11" stitched onto his right breast, where a name normally would be.]

Y-yeah.

[He wonders why, maybe the name is from a different region that he's from. From where ever this guy was from...they looked kind of similar. But his mother never told him where his name from. ...or perhaps it came from his father and he wouldn't want to know.]

I-it's, um, n-nice to meet you?

[That's what you said here right???]