V... Victor. Victor Nikiforov, nice to meet you. [he has to catch his breathe, not so much from physical strain, but the panic. That would take a while to fully settle, but the call to mundane introductions actually helps focus him up again. With a hagered, but genuine smile, he'll offer Helen a handshake. His hand is still warm from the friction of the rope.]

Thank you for helping! Wow, that was brave!