It's fine, he'll adjust. Eventually.

"Maybe?" He whispers and resists the urge to glance at Gal in that moment. The Captain, whoever the hell he is, needs some serious educating.

"Okay, shelf this idea until this is done because I got like a bajillion questions right now." He follows that with an awkward chuckle. "I don't want to stick my foot in my mouth right away, you know?"