[Chewing on one of the energy bars he had stuffed into his pockets before leaving the dome, Remy offered a smile back.]

Considerin' events, could be worse. Mais wouldn't turn down the chance to get the hell outta here. Even our little prison be lookin' like a bon place to be for once.

[Placing the name and voice to random pages of his journal, Remy offered a hand to shake.] Iroh, right?