It's true, Henry didn't even think about the current occupants opinion on all of this, but it's too late now. He probably won't even recall it in hindsight, taking all of their lack of accommodations and excuses in stride. Sorry, Shun. At least he seems open to conversation.

He shoves his hands into his pocket, looking at him over his shoulder.

"I'd hope so, but something tells me this isn't the last of it."

The little warning the scientists mumbled past him piques his interest about his less-than-chipper-about-the-situation room partner. He grins wryly, gesturing his head towards the door.

"Gave the moon men a little run for their money, did you?"