"Yeah? Sorry things have been shitty for you. I dunno what happens when and if we get out of here, but I hope shit improves back home." No one deserved to go through shitty things, especially if getting abducted by aliens was an improvement.

He shouldered open the uncooperative door to the building before fishing a little flashlight out of his pocket. It was surprisingly bright for its size when he clicked it on, using it to check the dark corners before he stepped in farther.

"I'm Kavinsky, by the way," he added.