"Well... the ship is new to me, anyway." So was being able to admit that aliens weren't. It still felt uneasy- he knew that within the rules and restrictions of the MiB in a socially progressive setting with alien contact established actually discussing his work was just fine, outside of confidential case information.

But it still felt odd. Like someone stuck him in plaid pants.

"And this is my first time off Earth for any amount of time, so that ain't too bad. I'm trying to consider it a vacation." And not go stir crazy as a man that had high stress situations on the daily.