[Well that's launched in entirely a different direction, but he neither says nor does anything in response to that bit about pockets because, well. It's true. Not that Sol actually cares. But "disturbed" is a good way to put it. He's about to just shrug things off and carry onward, but he's faced and that thought's interrupted.]
SCIEEEEEEEEEEEENCE!
Nah.
[He cocks his head toward the coral.]
Thing grabs 'nough outta time an' space, though, th'likelihood deja-vu ain't really deja-vu's 'ere.