The officer, bless his little heart, is having enough trouble figuring out why John is grinning to beat the band through his entire explanation. And, sure, it's probably not the normal reaction, but hell, he just made John's night.

He wriggles his fingers at Aeryn, intentionally mystical. "Don't you pay her any mind, her bark's worse than her bite. Well. That's not true, so you should probably answer her."

The officer startles, and goes on to explain the situation. Completely apologetic, and almost completely unhelpful. Apparently he's not high up enough on the food chain to know every detail, but it makes enough sense to John. Powerful alien entity with a bone to pick, and a ship full of unsuspecting humans to put through the wringer, see how they react. Sounds par for the course, really. At least there are no Peacekeepers around.

"So you're trying to fix it, then?" John says at the tail end, turning to Aeryn. "You see? They're on top of it. Nothing to worry about."