[Mild interest registers in his expression briefly at the mention of Washington D.C. He knows of the old Capital, but has never been out East. Interesting.]

No. I'm from out West.

[Vulpes steps further into the room, his hands now resting at his sides. It's a risk to be sure- he's unarmed and this Wastelander has a pistol. While he can certainly handle himself in a fistfight, there probably wouldn't be an opportunity for it if he decided to attack. To help put the stranger more at ease, he decides to introduce himself.]

I am Vulpes Inculta of Caesar's Legion. I suppose you won't have heard of it.