[Erik looked faintly amused for a moment, some of his rage subsiding.]

Are we allowed to call them stupid? Somehow I was given the impression I was supposed to be happy and grateful to be processed like an experiment and shoved into a non-consensual police state?

[He eyed Caleb for a long moment and then sighed, forcing himself to relax a little. ]

No. I'd rather get a chance to get my bearings and figure out what the hell is going on around here, before I go risking other people getting in trouble for my bad mood.