His head cocked to the side and he looked at her in disbelief. "I'm sorry, what now? A spaceship, that can fabricate clothes and monitors a timeline for anomalies?" Dean shook his head and took another drink from his glass. "You know, I wonder who people would believe more about our current occupation. I almost want to say I would have a slight edge over you, just saying." It was kind of refreshing to not have to tell her much of anything about him, but still kind of very weird. Thankfully, she didn't seem like the type that would try to comfort him or anything like that. "Did you arrive with anyone else from your ship?"