"Oh, you have a commanding officer after all. Well, that sucks, but I guess it gives a kind of stability in the command structure," he said as he tapped a finger on the table considering. She had enough interesting stories where she actually thought to ask permission from a ranking officer? That had to be juicy.

He glanced at his hand and sighed heavily, a bit more under the impression that this may be a reoccurring theme for him. He wasn't looking forward to it, but at the same time, maybe he should experiment? He'd start alone and hope for the best in case this weirdness turned absolutely catastrophic.

"You want to pick more bones out of me? That's an odd kindness, and I'll keep you in mind." Especially if his head tried to roll right off. God, this wasn't what he wanted in the least.

He couldn't help but smirk at her because yes, he freely admitted that he was trouble. "You're missing all the fun, Lieutenant! Your loss," he called after her, making no motion to stop her from slipping away.