It's there for just a moment, but Jeremiah doesn't let himself miss it, crinkling the corner of his eye. Not everyone smiles as easy as he himself does, and that's fine, but it's nice to see.

"I know what you mean. It's discomforting to leave people to their own devices here," he agrees, withholding his own judgment on whether he needs it. It's not the point, nor could he say how he'd truly fare.

A small part of him itches, suddenly, for the opportunity to test that. If they're fortunate, they won't have to.

"We can return at a later date. I don't think the hangar is going anywhere." Not unless this invasion suddenly, catastrophically ramps up. Yikes.