That's different. He can't quite catch what that reaction meant, and he isn't quite sure if he just imagined it until the captain shifts and--

Wait. That's different. Combined with the tone, it throws him off long enough to lose the upper hand, hitting the mat and ending up under the captain, a blush rising on his cheeks. "I don't think I've ever done that before." You don't admit defeat like that in the Corps.

And. That wasn't what this conversation was about anymore, was it.