"Fair enough," Tim replied, offering a small smile. Frankly, while there were concerns over realities, and who/what came from which-- especially considering the dissonance between his memories and those of his friends on board, though it seemed to mostly be a timeline thing-- he could agree to an extent. There wasn't a lot they could actually do about the individual things on the ship. So he was privately pleased to see the girl taking a practical approach (even while his was more paranoid). "It just... feels weird, I guess." He shook his head. "Not that this entire situation isn't kind of weird."

"That's good then," he said, nodding. "That you're not doing too bad. Speed has its advantages, I guess."

He shook his head, then offered a sheepish, "I'm Tim, by the way."