... Is what someone might say in response to this, though Henry in particular was a bit to battered, in a literal sense, to go ahead and say them. He would stumble into the space, not having expected a certain amount of brutality. Or any, for that matter. Wasn't to good for recruitment...
Then again, they were paranoid.
Profanities were mummered - Which, of course, will not be recorded- from the man's lips as he rubbed his head, wondering just what happened... And where that thing came from.
Still, though, even though he was visibly out of it he realized he was in danger, gripping at the wall of the room in a somewhat vain attempt to keep himself upright... And from being sucked away. Entirely in vain, of course. At least the flight suit would keep his body from getting somewhat deformed... Even... If it wouldn't really help with the suffocation part. That's what the helmet was for.
Annoying.
"Eh...?" Henry eyes looked to the window - Obvious fear was in them. "Why am I here? I'm here because apparently I ain't trust worthy. I'm here because I want to join the cause."
