He decided his first day not to be overtly bothered by people A) from his world he'd rather not deal with or B) complicated snarls of space time, relativity, or multiverse bullshit. They've got an island to tame and lives to live, mysteries to solve. His baggage can take the backseat of a long ass limo.

That doesn't make hearing Margret Carter's voice any easier, doesn't stop that instinctual tension from snapping down his spine. But he can play it easy, since she's playing it cool. Take shit at face value, he's good at that. "Jarvis took me once or twice when I was younger."

That's a safe enough memory to dip into. "I was terrible at it."