Not that he's completely oblivious to someone finding him attractive - and gawking at him - because he's used his looks to get him things he wants in the past. A flash of a smile, just enough to show his dimples is always enough to get the ladies swooning and offering up anything he might possibly need, and though he hasn't put it out of his mind to use that to his advantage here, it isn't something he's thinking about right this second.

He's standing there, very much alone and attempting to figure out his surroundings when Rachel comes up to him, and despite the fact that his immediate thought is why do I attract so many teenagers, he doesn't come off as malicious. Just vaguely disinterested, though he's wondering what his coming off the shuttle has to do with anything.

"Yeah," he replies, tilting his head to the side. "Why?"