Noticing Eisenhower down the hall, he stopped as she saluted him, giving her an acknowledging nod. Her being a human, he always found respect for her. Human culture being so prevalent, hailing from an ancient civilization couldn't compare with being directly from any human settlement. Most of his learned English had been from simply listing to native speakers talking. He listened to what she had to say, and slowly nodded. Pissed. Pavon'Echa had heard that slang before, but he needed to take a moment to think over the meaning again. Oh right, some sort of anger. Did he look angry? He would have to control his expressions better. In a moment Akhtar was calling down, agreeing with the woman. He shifted his demeanor, laughing softly, an exasperated tone of 'you don't know the half of it' hidden within. 

As Skylar answered for him, Pavon immediately turned his attention to him. "Warden! Watch your mouth." Even as a joke, the captain didn't need vague threats going around. He didn't exactly appreciate the language, either. English was a good language, a pretty language; why waste it with such words? But he was right, somehow. Did Wardens have contract with intelligence? He sighed, "But yes, Intelligence is on board. It's a complicated situation. Do [i]not[/i] go talking about this." Pavon was generally a kind man, good for pleasant company. But in the moments he was talking, he turned to a stoic, intimidating being - Something he was already well known for, and one of the reasons he could command respect.

In the next moment he relaxed, giving a polite smile. "Everyone is feeling fine, yes?" It was a general question, however he did glance over to Katrina specifically. His years of being a vagabond and traveling the stars had gotten him well used to the jump of ITS, and he knew many of the crew had also grown accustomed to it. Some people had more problems than others, and the major looked just a few shades off.