He fully believed in what he was saying. Mia had to hand it to him. Operating on a gut instinct level, she'd have to say he was who he said he was -- or he believed he was.

Why not? If you take this as not just a kidnapping, but an inter-temporal draft project, why wouldn't it be possible? Is she going to start swallowing this?

She doesn't know yet. Enough to not devolve into an argument here and now. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Oderson. I'll admit, this isn't a meeting I was ever expecting to have. Mia Fey," she continues, holding out a hand for shaking. "Defense Attorney with Grossberg Law Offices."