"Oh, a military vessel." Clearly from a different Earth military than Gregor is used to, but he lets that pass unremarked. "I've served on one or two of those, myself. Planet-based and mercenary, though both stints were brief."

That was rather more than he'd meant to reveal--he wants to lie as little as possible, but giving away too much is dangerous and he knows it. He closes off again, resisting the urge to push his hands into his pockets.

"What sort of work do you do for the Earth-based galactic military? If you don't mind my asking, of course."