Whatever tension John felt left him the moment that he heard Monica's voice. She would likely see it as his body physically relaxed and he gave her a relieved smile. He'd been lost before, but he also didn't have his memory and found himself in an unfamiliar place. This time, at least he had his faculties about him. "Boy, are you a sight for sore eyes," he replied as he closed the bridge between them as well. He looked her over to ensure that she was safe and well and once satisfied, said: "I don't mean to be blunt, but: where the hell are we exactly?" He took a look around to emphasize his point. It wasn't anywhere that he was familiar with, that was for damn sure.