[Of course Octavia's demand is quieter than their question; Captain's voice is hearty even without the potential voice synthesizer that had boosted their volume when they'd lived in their particular matrix.

They stand, unfolding themselves to reveal an extremely tall, lanky bean-pole of a human, though they are swaddled in enough layers to fight back the cold and with their face half-covered by toque and scarf, it's difficult to make out too many details.]

I? I am zee Captain, one true governor of the prosperous free nation of Captania, though you have caught me on a sabbatical! Zion, Captania...

[The giant forms their mitted hands into fists and gently bumps their knuckles together, a show of solidarity.]

She is a work in progress: outreach and alliance! Fellowship of zee rings! My hobbits are still in underhill...

[This ramble includes Captain gesturing to the back of their skull, where a port presumably has been drilled in -- though the gesture has the side benefit of looking like a 'crazy' finger twirl, in as much as it suggests that the people they care about are still trapped in their matrix.]

But soon I shall summon them. I have also been a wizard, you see. Now you, petite oiseau!