Poe looked decidedly skeptical, and turned his head to look away.

"I'm not sure about that." Physically, maybe. Otherwise?

He knew what someone looked like when they were wounded.

He also knew part of the point of the Admiral's methods were to wound. He had just tried not to think about them.

"... I need to step past you to get to the controls and change course." If he had to ask permission, he was going to do it for everything, just because he didn't really know what needed it and what didn't. "May I do that?"