She eyed him with some suspicion. He sounded like one of her instructors at academy, but he looked like a deck hand. That was weird in itself.
She shook her head at his offer, and blinked back at him. "Huh? Oh, I don't know. Just another kid turned into a 'fine model officer' by Aerelon Fleet Academy. Are you a pilot?" There was no pause between the statement and the question. Not so much that she was trying to catch him off guard, as that she didn't want to talk about herself. Best not to let him get any more questions in. Besides, it would help to know if she was talking to a Specialist, or to a senior officer.