[ Squin...ting. Don't mind as a similarly fully-uniformed officer wanders over, beer in hand. The metallic badge sigil denotes his captaincy, if Harry's familiar with old skool duds. ]

If I take a wild guess that you hold the rank of a captain and get it wrong, you can't tell anyone we had this conversation.

[ Except, now he's aware these guys are floating around, he's a lot more predisposed to be relaxed with them. What does that one pip mean, though, is that some weird future reversal of three stripes? Isn't it? God damn the future, why can't things stay normal.

He could demand the information he wants, of course, but he's fast losing interest in doing that. ]