[Oh. Well. That's one weight off his mind, at least: this isn't some kind of Organization stunt, the girl's in the same situation he is, unless this is some deception.
His tone softens a bit, though he's still wary.]

You were brought here too, then. Very well.

[A moment, and he allows himself to smile slightly as a thought crosses his mind.]

I'll admit - it's a little reassuring to know that the Organization thought it was worth their time describing the person I was to a neophyte. What have they told you?