The mentions of 'dimensions and time' is what got his head really spinning, and he was momentarily distracted by a rush of disbelief and, secondarily, regret. If he was stuck here, if the others never came through...he was alone again.

And there was no real point in fighting.

It wasn't that he trusted these people. In fact, his ingrained instincts had him expecting that as soon as he was taken in he was going to be treated just as badly as he expected to be. But there was no hope of finding the others anywhere else, and without them he didn't have it in him to do anything else.

He deflated with resignation, and began moving unsteadily towards them.

"What are you going to do with me once we're there?" he asked quietly.