Cosima grins, a bit amused to be called "my lady." (The only other person who had regularly called her that was Herian; not a bad person for Tavin to group himself with accidentally.)

"Nah, I mean, I'm sure someone is technically in charge of volunteers. Not my department." She offers her hand (not the one with the shard); she's learned not a lot of people shake, per se, but a hand clasp seems a friendly enough greeting most of the time. "Welcome. I'm Cosima. It's a little bit aaaah," light and high pitched, demonstrative, "still chaos, but I'm sure no one's going to turn down a new recruit. What's your area of study, specifically?"