Henry's eyes immediately went to the photos. He would have to get a new camera, and see if they'd mind if he took pictures after they finished saving whoever they were trying to save. Each strange thing he took in and accepted as a possibility, one by one. There was some scary stuff in there, but nothing that left him feeling sick and slimy, like back home, at least.

It took him a moment to realize Jack had been asking him a question. "Uh...paperwork first," he replied, finding a chair on the other side of the desk to sit in. They could get it out of the way. He was curious about where he'd be living, but it'd wait. As long as it wasn't a small, old apartment building, he'd be fine with it.