He's spent a lot of time thinking about Lee. At no point had 'pointing a gun at him' come into his mind. But before he can try to say anything to defuse the situation, it seems to have taken care of itself.

It's a simple question. With no simple answers. Then again, was that any different from the Fleet? "It's complicated. This ship isn't like anything we ever had in the Colonies."

As he speaks, he studies Lee's face. Tranquility has given him so many twisted glimpses of his nearest and dearest... but never right after a jump. And... he just knows. "Most of the people here aren't from the Colonies. They haven't even heard of them."