He doesn't really give a single fuck about whose plan it was, specifically, but that takes a back seat to: "Martin's here?" Tim echoes, and that much actually comes with a wince. "God, how's he holding up?"

The gesture he makes seems to be lead the way. He's fine with getting away from the uncanny sex robots, but that's not going to stop him from pressing further.

"Why'd you ask that, anyway? What's the last thing you remember?"