"Oh, Dove, is it? Well, once again, nice to meet you," he says, "I go by Falcon."

Well, if Dove was rude then so was Falcon. Which is to say; that wasn't rude at all. Otherwise he'd be getting angry buzzing from his programming.

He laughs a little awkwardly, shifting in his seat.

"It's a little hectic, having so many of- well, us around, isn't it?" he hums with a small smile. "Please don't worry about forgetting, I did too, after all."