If the Captain was keeping secrets from him, Hogan could only assume that there was a reason. When you worked in secrets there were some things that you didn't push on. It would either tip your hand or - in this case - possibly make things uncomfortable. He'd wait.
Shooting a smile to the young doctor who had literally saved his band leader's life, Robert almost chuckled.
Martha looked like she wanted to say something but held off momentarily. Hogan was actually rather surprised she was taking it this well...
"You're the lucky one. No one else saw me after we got back from the debrief in London. Was on the way back for a ceremony, was going to be made a General - can you see it? Me a general? What were they thinking," he tried to joke. "But instead I landed here." He paused. "You're the first one of the group I've been able to find... I think they're all probably dead." LeBeau, Kinch, Newkirk, Carter... Hell even Schultz and Klink! He'd found some references and a kid or two with the same last name but then he wasn't up on all that computer stuff.
"Found myself here with the clothes on my back and in my suitcase. Started selling some things I didn't need. Apparantly they're antiques now," he shrugged.
At the word mobile he frowned. "Those small phones? Yeah, Maddie," he pointed to the woman working the front, "has been trying to get me to understand how it works. Time skip, whatever this is, not exactly an easy adjustment. Sort of why I opened this place."