Captains. Well there's your problem right there. Miles lets that part go with little more than an eyeroll, mostly because there's so much more to dig into here.

"So ... let me get this straight," he says slowly. Reserving judgment on this madness until he's sure he's got it right. "You were on an alien spaceship in a different universe entirely. Because of a malfunctioning wormhole device, which pulled in other people like you, and a crowd from home." Gregor on a goddamn alien spaceship, with no one to protect him other than himself and Ivan and a few others. That sounds like a recipe for a continuous headache if he's ever heard one. "And then you died?"